San Francisco Deets, Day 1, Lunch

What with the other Bay Area post, I figured I should wrap up the promised SF post .

I arrived on the 27th, cranky and jetlagged from 4am PST departure from the east coast, and found I could not get into my room. I left my bags, and headed to the Ferry Terminal Market. The actual market, as well as the Quincy Markety indoor part, was in full swing. Very hungry, and seeking the comfort of the familiar, and daunted by long lines elsewhere, I tucked into a Prather Ranch hot dog. Really solid, and much more assertive in the bun than a regular dog. Also worth something is the lack of the feeling of staring into the abyss that happens elsewhere.*

Given the abundance, the Prather dog felt like a bit of a cop out, so I checked out the stalls outside. I do not remember the name of the vendor, but I got a Kumamoto and a Sweetwater oyster, cold and briny, and had a seafood epiphany. Eating outside, in view of the ocean, standing up, the oyster made more sense than ever.

Dayenu, as they say, but there was more to explore. I found a corner for an open face sandwich from Captain Mike's Holy Smoke Salmon. Open faced, sockeye, with capers, red onion, and Meyer lemons. Fantastic. I kind of flubbed my interaction with the recycling concierge, but no bigs. That was lunch.

Comments

[Skeen]

If you're going to give food details, then you have to be complete. Like, did you have the cornflakes or the oatmeal at breakfast? A bag of Doritos at the airport? The cashews at the bar?

[Derrick Schneider]

I assume your oysters came from Hog Island, which has a stall outside as well as a restaurant -- perhaps "bar" is the better term -- inside.

[Catering Austin]

I love San Francisco...okay maybe I'm a little bias becasue I grew up there. However, there are so many wonderful restaurants to choose from down in the Warf...that being said, there are no better places to eat than the street vendors...amazing!