Sunday, in the city, with Abe and Kathleen

I met up with Abe and Kathleen on Sunday, both of them friends from grad school in Chapel Hill, and had a nice time touring around the city. We rode on a cable car, which is something I hadn’t done since I was around 13 visiting San Francisco with my dad.

What’s that, a picture you ask? Well, unfortunately it was kind of misty on Sunday and I left my camera behind, but allow me to offer this aforementioned glimpse back in time.

young Justin, age 13?, on a cable car

I love the big hair! It’s like my face was still growing into it.

In fact the cable car trip took just long enough that we didn’t have time to visit the SFMOMA (our intended destination). Oh well, next time. As a consolation prize, we spent some time in the gift shop, which has many nice things, including modern furniture, and perhaps most captivatingly, a video of a Rube Goldberg-esque contraption that captured our attention for minutes!

For dinner we went to the Stinking Rose, which is getting to be a regular stop on the popular Justin SF Tour™. You wouldn’t think it, but the promise of garlic ice cream is just too strong for most to pass up. We had a lovely dinner, chatted about folks back home, and reflected on our experiences of SILS pedagogy.

We made one more jaunt out, this time for a parting drink at a wine bar on Chestnut street, where we sampled some California red wine, limiting ourselves in particular to Sonoma County. We started with two Pinot Noirs, a Syrah, a Zinfandel, and a Cabernet Sauvignon. I did my best to share what I retained from my wine class and promised more of the same (but free) if they come back and visit me up north.



wow, where did you get that picture, I don’t even remember it whatsoever and I was there. sheesh, CRS setting in.

Your blog is overwhelming. I am glad there are photos. I looked at them.

Dad, it was one in a photo album I’d created before we moved to Texas. There are a few more, including one of me on the Golden Gate bridge that I want to recreate and post side by side.

Leona, overwhelming, eh?

OH.MY.GOD. I love, love LOVE LOOOOOOVVEEEEE the Stinking Rose. It’s a fitting name, given the proclivity of my blog to erupt with spontaneous fart-related monologues. Anyhoo, it’s always my first stop after the lady’s room every time I go to SF. I’m jealous you were there and had so much nummy wine too *pout*! Nice pic, by the way. ;-)

I think if you grow your hair and shave the goatee, you would still look exactly the same!


have you been to the new modern art museum?? can’t remember the name, although i read an article in the washingtonian, i believe– we are going to san francisco in march!

Ann, I believe you are referring to the recently reopened de Young? Nope actually I haven’t been to any museums in SF yet. For shame, I know.


If you’re going to a museum or art gallery please see the Huntington in Pasadena (yes, you’d have to travel to LA) with your relative Sarah Siddons as the Tragic Muse by Sir Joshua Reynolds, 1784


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