My daughter was extremely disappointed to find out we'd been saying "wharf" and not "dwarf" today. It's 5 hours since the "realization" and she's still pretty bitter....although good food at dinner might have dented the haze of disppointment that surrounded her most of the afternoon. I haven't asked her what she was imagining...quite frankly I'm a little scared...so we'll all just keep our own fisherman dwarf pictures in our own heads.
I love a restaurant that meets you at the door with a glass of good wine. That's what we found tonight at the Pacific Cafe on the Inner Richmond tonight. Amazing staff, great food---the salmon bisque, calimari steaks and Turbot cooked in paper was all to die for...luckily we walked around for 8 hours today because the food was big and yummy.
The kids had a great time working on a three-masted schooner this afternoon--raising the anchor and singing old sea shanties was pretty cool for all of us...that's the power of our National Park service...right down among the crowded tourist muck of the wharf is a national park with all kinda of refurbished boats from schooners to paddlewheel tugs and more...the presentation of information kept both kids interested, not to mention both parents.
No books today but found two culture magazines that I promptly subscribed to: Giant Robot, which mostly focuses on Asian pop culture and DAMn which is about international contemporary culture. Both arecworth looking into.
One kid is asleep , the other just asked "If you had a piece of chalk and were drawing a line, how long would a minute be?". I swear we didn't hit The Haight again today, but from where I'm sitting right now, I kinda wished we had. Off to answer the unanswerable.
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