Birthday cake donuts, the perfect accompaniment to my morning iced latte from the corner Starbucks, also known as my wake up call every morning.
Day one at Coit Tower, an art deco landmark and one of the prettiest views in all of San Francisco. From here we explored Chinatown, Fisherman's Wharf, and the Golden Gate Bridge. I'm wearing a striped tunic (Gap Kids), navy leggings (Old Navy), a cream double-breasted sweater (Gap), and coral Chuck Taylors.
Day two, in front of Ben and Jerry's on the intersection of Haight and Ashbury. This area was the number one place I wanted to visit, because I have a longtime fascination with the 1960s Summer of Love culture. There were no Jerry Garcias roaming the streets, but our taxi driver claimed to have known him, so that was enough for me. I'm wearing a plaid ruffled dress (Gap), denim motorcycle jacket (Gap), navy leggings (Old Navy), and gold gladiator sandals (Coach).
The best chocolate chip cookie in the world from Ghirardelli Square. It was the size of a scone, so I shared it with my parents, but the oozing chocolate chips had me fighting for every last crumb (even though lunch, a dungenee crab grilled cheese sandwich for me, was just minutes earlier).
In front of Owl Tree, the bar of my dreams. Not only were there adorable owls everywhere, but also every delicious beer in America on tap. From here, we searched the streets for San Francisco sushi and ended up at an Italian restaurant with the tastiest fresh calamari imaginable.
