Tuesday, April 19, 2011

the first day of spring in san francisco

The first ray of spring has stealthily found its way out of heavy clouds and damp fog. The temperature is now a bearable 68 degrees and the cold harsh wind has let up some. This is the time you find San Franciscans awaken from their hibernation and stumble out blindly as their eyes meet a strange light - sunlight.

Wanting to share in this wakening of spring, brunch on a lazy Sunday morning seem most appropriate. Bar Tartine, I hear, is the perfect setup to for this occasion. The scuffed window pane walls allow for people gawking and  basking in the late morning light.

French Toast - toasted walnuts, bananas

Eggs Benedict - brioche, smoked ham, arugula

Sunbather in Mission District

Nothing fell short of expectations besides the french toast. It much resembled biting into a wet mop, not that I've experienced it, but you get my drift. The word on the street is the foi gras panini is to die for, which sadly, sold out. Maybe next time, Bar Tartine. As of now, I'm content. Life is good.

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