See how the red cups make it feel like a "special" occasion?
Last week a whole passel of family hit town to help celebrate two birthdays -- my aunt's 50th and my 40th.
The frequently/usually frigid SF weather cooperated for several days, including a gorgeous sunny day last Friday. I met up with the gang at the Ferry Building, where we stocked up on Cowgirl Creamery cheese, a salumi sampler from Tasty Salted Pig Parts, a couple of loaves of Acme Bread, and many, many bottles of wine.
Outside by the Bay, we commandeered several chairs, a bench, and a cast iron table, on which we spread out our gourmet picnic, made only slightly ghetto by the red plastic cups.
My east coast family members were amazed that we could drink a bottle of wine while sitting at the Ferry Building, soaking up the sun while gazing at the Bay Bridge and Alcatraz.
Okay, we did more laughing and teasing than gazing serenely, but the location was delightful, as was the company.
San Francisco: the best place in the world to drink in public with loved ones on a sunny Friday in May.
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