7.09.2010

Happenings

{Cole at Laura and Stephen's wedding with her trusty koala}

{A (not very good) shot of the backyard wedding--everything about it was lovely!}

We've got some fun things planned for the next few weeks, so as long as I can make time to blog, I think I'll have things to say.

7.08.2010

Saint...Kevin?

Cortland Avenue, the main street running through our neighborhood, is home to a Catholic church called St. Kevin's.  I've been walking past it for a few months now wondering whether there really was a St. Kevin.  It just sounds...odd.  As strange as "St. Todd" or "St. Owen" --  both of which make me think of a surfer dude saint.  {For all I know, they could be lesser-known saints too.}


{St. Kevin's, built in 1924}

Anyway, I was poking around on a San Francisco history site (one of my favorite pastimes) and I discovered that St. Kevin is a legitimate saint.  It's not really a surprise, since I doubt the Catholic church would allow just ANY name to be slapped onto a church.  According to an official St. Kevin of Ireland web page, "Kevin appears to have been more comfortable among fauna and flora than with humans, yet he developed such a devoted following that he was eventually compelled to found [a] monastery at Glendalough in order to accommodate them." 

Now when the "Obscure Catholic Saints" category surfaces on Jeopardy, you'll be able to sweep your TV competitors.

7.01.2010

Asking Myself...

if I could in good conscience actually wipe my hands on what have to be the cutest tea towels in the ENTIRE WORLD.


The husband and wife team at To Dry For cooks these up.  I'm partial to these French/nautical ones, but I would take anything in their shop.  It's all awesome.


On a completely unrelated note, since when are you required to produce a resume when applying for a coffee shop job?  I just watched a (non-Starbucks) barista tell a guy who inquired about the 'help wanted' sign in the window that he needs to bring in a resume.  I'm glad I never had to describe my coffee shop skills on a resume--what would you say?  "Proficient at expediting the pastry case," "superior milk steamer," and "masterful grasp of espresso lingo"?

6.30.2010

A Day at the Beach

Who:  Sam, Ann, Cole, Kelly
What: Quality time with some sand and surf
Where:  Stinson Beach (right off Hwy 1 in Marin County)
When:  Sunday afternoon
Why:  Why the heck not?


Stinson Beach is really stunning.  This snapshot does not do it justice in any way.  Picture silky, warm sand, the sun glittering off the waves, scores of people enjoying themselves...all against a background of big trees, tropical plants, and beach bungalows.


We found time to do some hooping in between our beach lounging.  Cole did the teaching and Sam picked it up pretty well.


It was a beautiful afternoon that ended in a beautiful evening of seafood at a local cafe and a nice (but somewhat nauseating) drive back down the very windy roads of Hwy 1 to San Francisco.

6.29.2010

The San Francisco Zoo



Two weekends ago, we checked out the SF Zoo.  Karie, Sam, and I actually chose this activity over shopping.  I know, shocking, right?

Yes.

This is truly even more shocking if you know me.  I am not a zoo person, an animal person, or a pet person (blame my allergies for that one).  While I have a soft spot for my owl collection, these guys, and the occasional narwhal, generally I remain nonplussed by the animal kingdom (although I do love me a good nature documentary).  I've been to plenty of zoos in my time, but going to the zoo would never be at the top of my list of things to do.

Unless, of course, that zoo is rumored to be rather defunct and decrepit.  Then, bring it on!

We were in the car heading to lunch at Nopalito when I floated the zoo idea.  Sam immediately brought out her Droid and began regaling us with tales of the SF Zoo's history.  In 1929, a man named Herbert Fleischhacker opened the zoo adjacent to the Fleischhacker Pool, which at the time was the country's largest swimming pool.  It was so large that lifeguards used kayaks to patrol it.

Although the zoo parking lot now takes up the space that the pool used to occupy, the poolhouse  still stands at the edge of the parking lot.  You have no idea how badly I want to get into that building to have a look around.  Especially when the Fleischhacker Pool Wikipedia entry warns that it is "currently derelict and occupied by the homeless."  Let me in!

{Fleischhacker Poolhouse}

Onto the zoo itself now.  I'll keep my commentary short and let my photos speak for themselves, but in general I liked the zoo's mix of old and new.  Initially I was concerned that it wasn't going to be defunct enough for me, but it turned out that most of the newer, gussied-up exhibits are towards the front.  The deeper you go into the zoo, the more likely it is that you'll see old, crumbling, empty concrete exhibits, overgrown foliage, and signs advertising abandoned animal houses.  You could say that my spirits improved considerably the farther we delved into the zoo.

{Sam, Karie, and Cole with a majestic giraffe posing in the background}

Before I discuss the awesome defunct buildings and exhibits we saw, let me say a few words about the live animal exhibits that we thought were cool.  First, the whole African area at the front of the zoo is pretty amazing and very beautiful.  Second, all four of us loved the gorilla family--four adult gorillas and one baby.  The baby bounded around, playing, swinging, and doing somersaults.  The adults lazed about in the grass, or in this guy's case, directly on top of an uncomfortable-looking stump:


We also liked the kangaroos, wallabees, polar bears, and penguins.  The most sad exhibit involved a lonely seal in a very outdated concrete pen.  I'm actually glad that I don't have a photo to remind me of that.

{A slightly dilapidated building within the zoo.  I'm not sure what it's used for.}

Onto the Pachyderm House, easily the most fascinating and rundown portion of the zoo.  This is a big, Art Deco building that appears to be empty now but used to house the elephants.  In fact, as we wandered around its perimeter (while I tried the doors in an attempt to find a way inside), Cole remembered visiting it as a kid when it still housed elephants.  That is just really cool.


After trying one of the big, faded red locked doors, Sam and I braved some overgrown foliage to peek into the windows of the Pachyderm house.  Here's what we saw.


This is just a portion of the enormous space inside the Pachyderm house.  You can see a lot of discarded items as well as the big concrete spaces towards the back that probably used to hold elephants.  Right on the other side of those pens are some empty outdoor exhibits that probably functioned as the elephants' outside habitat.  Makes me wonder what the zoo is planning for these spaces.

Onto the Lion House.  This building is really dated (think 1930s design mixed with a lot of 1970s tile) but is still in use.  The lions and tigers prowl around in pretty small cages along the edge that connect to their outdoor habitat.

I really enjoyed this framed photo of Old George on the wall of the Lion House:


Sorry, but places just don't memorialize things like this anymore.  It's sad.

As we left the Pachyderm and Lion Houses, we started seeing more empty pens and exhibits like the ones in the collage below.


On our way out, I spied this sign on the side of the currently-closed South American Tropical Rainforest building:


Very cool.  In fact, quite a few of the exhibits were marked with WPA plaques.

All in all, it was a very fun and interesting afternoon.  I really enjoyed visiting a zoo with a sense of history.  The elephant and lion houses, as well as the bear grottos, have been around since the 1930s.  And the exhibits with moats around the edges were some of the first bar-less zoo exhibits in the country.

But the SF Zoo isn't completely mired in the past.  In 2006, it named a baby bald eagle after Stephen Colbert.  If that isn't awesome I don't know what is.

6.28.2010

Closing the Loop

This weekend we kind of unintentionally checked the two remaining ice cream shops from the tour off of our list.  On Friday night, we walked through thick fog up the hill to Maggie Mudd for a scoop.  Cole and her friend Anne tried Moose Tracks (a chocolate/caramel/crunch concoction), Sam got Green Tea and I opted for Birthday Cake.


We were all impressed.  Sam's Green Tea ice cream had a nice, strong flavor to it.  My Birthday Cake made me think a lot of a Baskin Robbin's ice cream cake--which might be my favorite dessert in the whole world.  That frozen cake, that mint chocolate chip ice cream, that frozen icing...mmmm.

Even though it wasn't typical ice cream weather, we were glad to have braved the fog to visit Maggie Mudd.  This joint gets extra points for the larger than life ice cream cone statue on display in the front window.


Yesterday, we spontaneously decided to drive up to Stinson Beach.  It also happened to be perfect ice cream weather (sunny, not a cloud in the sky, a slight breeze, about 70 degrees) and we just happened to be driving right by Three Twins, so we stopped.  I was a bit disappointed that Lemon Cookie was not among the day's offerings.  All of the flavors had either been whipped up or renamed in honor of Pride weekend:  Pink Triangle, Hot Cookie (a bakery in the Castro), etc.  We tried the Hot Cookie, which was vanilla ice cream with large chunks of different kinds of cookie in it and it was fabulous.  Even better, in my estimation, was the Pink Triangle, a very dark chocolate ice cream with a hint of orange in it, complete with little triangle pieces of dark chocolate.  This flavor gives Swensen's Swiss Orange Chip a run for its money.

After visiting all five shops, I can confidently say that Humphry Slocombe's Blue Bottle Vietnamese Coffee still tops my list.  Coming in at a close second is the Pink Triangle from Three Twins, followed by Mitchell's Mexican Chocolate.  I sense a theme here...do you?

6.25.2010

Oh, Humphry Slocombe...You're Too Much

This third and final installment of the ice cream tour saga continues with the journey from Bi-Rite to Humphry Slocombe, the shop that we were most excited to visit.  This was mostly due to the Food Network's coverage of it and rumblings I'd heard about town regarding its crazy flavors.

{An incredibly cool building we passed on the way to HS}

If you paid any attention at all to my Google map, you might be wondering what happened to our stop at Three Twins on Fillmore.  Well...just minutes into the tour, we started batting around the idea of axeing it because we weren't sure if our stomachs could handle FIVE ice cream shops in one afternoon.  After our scoops at Bi-Rite, it was clear that the only way we'd be able to try anything at Humphry Slocombe was if we saved Three Twins for another day.  {I will be stopping in to try their Lemon Cookie sooner rather than later, though, let me tell you.}


From its understated blue awning and facade, one would never guess that an entire world of  ice cream riches is contained within the modest walls of Humphry Slocombe.  It was overwhelming.  In a good way.  Kind of.

{Karie pre-ice cream.  That soup can behind her head was Fetal Kitten-flavored.}

Now, the flavors at this place were so outlandish that we had no qualms about trying a few before committing to anything.  Sam tried the Salt & Pepper and rejected it, describing its flavor as "sweaty."  I tried the Peanut Butter Curry and really liked it, which led Karie to order it as one of her scoops and then promptly become disgusted by it ("I feel like it should come with a side of chicken and rice," she groused).  Karie tried the Milk Chocolate Passion Fruit and enjoyed it enough to order that as her second scoop.  So at least she had one flavor she found edible.

{Possibly my favorite photo of the day}

By this time, Sam was actually pretty repulsed by ice cream in general, so she ordered a cookie, thinking it might settle her stomach.  WHAT?  As soon as it was in front of her she questioned the logic of her choice.  It was a dang good cookie, though.

I ordered two extremely tasty flavors:  Secret Breakfast (bourbon and cornflakes) and Blue Bottle Vietnamese Coffee.  Secret Breakfast, besides having possibly the best name ever, was really pleasing--definitely a hearty cornflake flavor with the sweet bite of bourbon.  But the Vietnamese Coffee, which had little bits of coffee grounds/beans in it, was my favorite flavor of the entire day.  It was creamy, sweet, and espresso-strong.  Looking back, I really enjoyed my flavors together too--I mean, what's better than coffee with cereal?


We did note that the Humphry Slocombe ice cream left a strange dairy coating on the roof of our mouths.  It dissipated after awhile, but we didn't like it.  We did like the fact that HS had a nice water dispenser with glasses right on the counter.  Water is a crucial part of any ice cream tour.

We left Humphry Slocombe a little overwhelmed by ice cream.  If we had been physically able, we would have tried some of the other insane flavors in the case:  Jesus Juice (wine and Coke), Basalmic Caramel ("vinegar, vinegar, vinegar!" the sign said), and Candied Ginger.  This place definitely wins the prize for the most imaginative flavors.

{Tracking our progress from the Mission into Bernal Heights}

After making the hike up Bernal Hill to Maggie Mudd, we decided we just could not take any more frozen concoctions.  To our credit, we did actually walk into Maggie Mudd, but after about five seconds we were out the door and headed home.

Stay tuned for another ice cream tour next time the three of us are here together.