It was around 8 when I landed in San Francisco, picked up my suitcase and was waiting for my broinlaw and niece. Once they arrived, we piled in my bags and he announced we were gonna drive around the city, do some touristy things, grab breakfast and then head home...
We were driving down towards Santa Cruz beach on the cool Sunday afternoon. There was crazy traffic, so we had music playing with the kids taking turns to choose from their favourite songs… And voila, what did we spot along the way- we spotted the name...
Weekend is when you get to put your feet up, relax, sleep in late, and generally not do anything… And then come the hunger pangs- you can’t really dodge that bullet now can you? Not in the mood to cook, not in the mood to order in, well, the only option...
