Pat’s Cafe

The continuation of my San Fran journey… breakfast burritos, chai tea lattes, and Pat’s.

On last day in the city we went out for breakfast. Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. The thing I love most for a special breakfast treat is a good breakfast burrito. Thats exactly what I got at Pat’s Cafe. It took a while to come to me, but when it did I determined it was well worth the wait! Inside was chorizo, eggs, cheese, salsa, and guacamole. For a drink, I got a delicious freshly brewed chai tea latte.

Over breakfast, me and my mom discussed what we wanted to do that day and decided on the fairy building. We had been there two years before on our first trip to the city and loved seeing all the different restaurants and specialty shops.

  

Our map of the city, deciding in the best way to get down to the wharf.

  

Delicious chi tea latte.

Seriously, so yummy!

Hollywood Cafe

The continuation of my San Fran journey… movie stars, breakfast burritos, and Audrey Hepburn.

My mom and I went walking around all day and started to get hungry for some food. We had asked the concierge at the front desk of our hotel that morning what his favorite place to get good quality, authentic San Frans food was close to the hotel. He recommended the Hollywood cafe.

When we walked in, we were greeted by five friendly faces who rushed us into a table and handed us a menu. The inside is charming with pictures of old movie stars and a-listers. The menu had a bunch of yummy options but, I settled on a salad (so healthy).

        

Yummy bacon, chicken, arugula, tomato salad.

Almond cake

So just to warn everyone, my blog for the next couple of weeks is going to turn into a food blog. I recently went to San Francisco, CA over spring break and me and my mom’s objective was one thing, eat. Thats exactly what we did. We ate our way through the Mission District, Pacific Heights, North Beach, and Fisherman’s Wharf. This is our journey I dubbed, The Almond Cake.

While me and my mom were walking around North Beach, reminiscing and tying to become familiar with the city again, we came across Victoria Pastry Co, for the first time. We went into the bakery originally, because my mom was on a search for the best bran muffin for her morning coffee. We had already been to five bakeries, which either didn’t have bran muffins or they didn’t meet my mom’s standards of prime bran muffin quality. Therefore,  I went in with low expectations. But I was pleasantly surprised by the amazing spread of pastries and breads that the bakery had, including bran muffins (yay search over!).

Then something caught my eye- a powder sugar dusted almond cake with a thin raspberry jelly layer. Almond cake is one of my top three favorite desserts, along with lemon tart and cheesecake. I bought it, my mom bought her bran muffin and I was impatient to get back to the hotel to start eating my cake. Needless to say it was amazing and I wanted you to experience the majesty of The Almond Cake even if only through photos.

  

The hotel spread of leftover breakfast burrito, ginger beer, plastic utensils, and a map of San Francisco. Then beautiful almond cake in the corner of the chaos.

Enjoy me, documenting myself, reacting to the delicious almond cake. (Yes I know how idiotic that sounds)

      

Selfie with cake time!

Pacifica

So just to warn everyone, my blog for the next couple of weeks is going to turn into a food blog. I recently went to San Francisco, CA over spring break and me and my mom’s objective was one thing, eat. Thats exactly what we did. We ate our way through the Mission District, Pacific Heights, North Beach, and Fisherman’s Wharf.

But before we did any of that we stopped about 20 miles before San Fran and stayed with a family friend in the beautiful beach town of Pacifica. This is our journey through Pacifica.

We arrived in Pacific at about 5 in the afternoon cold and tired. It was maybe 65 degrees outside, but being the so cal girl I am, I was freezing. We had just arrived at the top of a windy hill to see my mom’s old friend Carol and her new house. Carol lived in the heart of San Fran for 16 years, and when her apartment’s landlord offered to sell her the apartment or move out, she decided it was time to leave the city and buy a house of her own. While she was looking for a new house,  she came across the small, quite town of Pacifica and fell in love. When I asked her why she loved her house she answered, “I love how quiet it is. In the city its hard to find some down time for yourself in a quiet space, but here its so tranquil, I always have quiet. Which is a well received change.” That is defiantly true. She is settled at the top of a hill on a dead-end street with only the wilderness as her neighbor. It was a perfect way to start our hectic trip into the city: with a hot cup of morning coffee and a brisk chill in the air.