fishermans wharf

I recently had a chance to visit San Francisco and I couldn’t be more thrilled about the experience. I laughed, learned, and most importantly, took time for myself to think things through. Though it was a last minute business trip, who says you can’t squeeze in a little bit of fun? And so, I mixed business with pleasure and spent some time taking in the sights, sounds, and tastes of San Francisco.

The weather was definitely cooler than what I was used to around this time of year, but there’s just something about San Francisco that allows one to forgive minor details such as temperature! I spent most of my time there near my cozy place in Union Square. I also think I may have tasted the best bruschetta in the world during lunch, though I could be wrong.

Dinner, however, was a complete spectacle. I visited the Black Cat, an ambitious supper club from restaurateur Fritz Quattlebaum. The project’s goal was to capture the fleeting spirit of 1950 and 1960 jazz and supper clubs in the Tenderloin district. It succeeded. The deviled eggs were the most delicious, and I’m quite certain I would go back for simply those alone! Eating quality food in a two-level time machine, tucked away in their basement, surrounded by great people and a live jazz band, is an experience worth having! We can credit San Francisco.

Though the allure of a big city has always shown through strongly in my life, I’m not sure I could ever live in one. I know that goes against breaking boundaries, but home is always where the heart is!

During the last leg of my quick trip, walking amongst the busy hustle of a high traffic tourist destination, I realized something. The reason we work, care, love, and play is to appreciate moments such as these. Clear epiphanies that don’t mean much during our busy days, but when given a chance to appreciate one, at just the right time, consume our entire moment with a humble understanding. I’ll elaborate soon enough, and I hope I can share this journey with all of you along the way. Stay tuned!