for tea at Samovar, then a shopping excursion to Lush on Powell street. (Hubby excused himself.) Then a meander down to the Ferry Building for the infamous "cone of meat" at Boccalone, home of "tasty, salted pig parts," and some fruit samples from the Farmer's Market.
Let's say it was a good San Francisco Food Snob kind of day, including pizza from Deja Vu.
Perfect weather to boot. After a week of heavy-duty fog, the sun finally came out. Clearly having the gals in the hood encourage the gods to smile on us.