Well, I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I hate driving. This is how I know I've become a true transplant. No one from Los Angeles hates driving; only people from San Francisco brag about their carlessness. But after three days of driving around the Bay Area, I was ready to return my rental car. This morning (don't ask) I ended up on Treasure Island after I took a wrong turn onto 3rd Street and ended up on the Bay Bridge.
Always one to turn lemons into lemonade, I hopped out of the car and took some photos of San Francisco in the fog. Treasure Island really does have a lovely view of the city.
After getting safely back into the city I had breakfast at The Butler & the Chef. I had a buckwheat crepe filled with smoked salmon and creme fraiche, with a side of very fresh baby spinach. It was a lovely meal, and I had enough left over for lunch. If you want a cozy French breakfast in a quiet, lesser known part of town, this is a great spot to keep in mind.
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Let me guess, I'm the only angeleno(esp who drives a new prius) who abhors driving? I do. I can't stand the freeways and I can't stand the retards... the assholes, I can somehow deal with....lol....Hope you had a good thanksgiving.... I missed you! You are bookmarked on my phone now!
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