Per our itinerary, we were supposed to hike (Mt. Tam) on Saturday but of course scrapped the plan once we stuffed ourselves silly with farmer's market goodies. Here are some pics illustrating our ability to over-indulge yet again:
Prima Vera
chila-something, munching Livie, (chili today) hot tamale,
and masa bean cakes
I have to say, they weren't phenomenal compared to those
I've had in Paris (they use almond meal instead of flour *gasp)
coffee granita
They weren't kidding when they said it's like eating at someone's house. The ambience was homey and we loved the fact that we could wear our hiking gear (me: shorts, Livie: rolled up jeans) and still be served. My rocket and prosciutto pizza was comforting, the bf's sole was buttery and flaky, Livie's halibut was just right. There's no better way to end a night than with good food, but really that's what we've been doing EVERY night. Except for last night, when we scrapped another plan and ended up with pretty bad Taiwanese food. Sorry Liv!
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