The first 3-4 days of our 2008 trip to Ripon’s Almond Blossom Festival were spent in San Francisco in the company of cousins Bruce & Kevin. They are fabulous hosts and fabulous chefs.
On arrival in SF, however, we drove directly to the world famous Hunan Restaurant to satisfy the singular craving for world class Chinese Food we haven’t found since leaving the Bay Area 12 years ago. It was not fabulous! We left with portions of everything for Bruce’s apt about an hour later. This apartment, should Bruce ever give permission, is worth an entire published book on the contents of this collector. There’s music sections, library sections, a kitchen without an inch wasted, and miscellany that could keep you entertained for a long time:
Or maybe in prayer, hah:
Or maybe wondering about something about to happen somewhere?
These boys kept us moving and busy for 3 days. First day was spent wandering around the piers, the Ferry Building which has been completely renovated and now encloses serious Boutique Gourmet Markets……We packed food outta there no matter the fact we were not staying longer than two nights.
IF you care NOT to wander through the museum, you’ll experience grandeur just walking the grounds. Here’s a sampling of the sculptures near the DeYoung:
and the thinking man’s gay image, hah:
and getting closer to the next eye-stopper these folks inhabit the lawns:
This startling sculpture is solid stainless steel and captures some fantastic light reflections:
a little closer:
and on another corner:
This all brings us closer to the simple and captivating Tourell Skyspace…..approaced completely unassuming little spot:
See that bit of concrete ceiling just beyond the grass? Here’s another view:
So you move around and walk through this door into a simple round concrete room:
It has ONE small opening at the top looking outward to blue sky:
It give wonderful angles for light:
I believe I could be in serious meditation mode in here in about 5 minutes:
Oh well……….it was a fabulous day in the park…………………..
We returned home to a fabulous home meal cooked by Bruce, we shopped, we heard many non-standard musical / video shows only Bruce knows to capture. Kevin and I discussed a lot of our common backgrounds….his family being from the south like mine was.
Sunday we muni’d under Market Street up to Noe Valley, ate a good lunch, visited a yarn shop, hiked up over the hill and down into the Castro Neighborhood to confirm once again, that the Castro is no longer a gay neighborhood. Still, it was fun. It has to be the ONLY neighborhood on the planet with an Ace Hardware carrying LOTS more than faucets and screws…..lots of home decor’ and an adjunct shop carrying draperies, glitter, wigs, drag costume……… I guess the “gay” ain’t gone too much. I walked into All American Boy just to glance up at the owner’s desk where Roger Case use to sit…..he was an old friend from Salt Lake City, a Vietnam Vet who died of Aids here in SF in the mid 80’s. He was a great guy, and I’ll NEVER forget his mother visiting SF from Utah, his giving her a magic brownie (she was unaware)….and our walking along the Sausalito Waterfront on the way to dinner as she softly cooed how beautiful the lights, the city, everything was, then stated she was HUNGRY……..classic moment.
I hated to leave, but on Monday we had to………………………We were headed for Alameda to visit Serafina and David. First we stopped on Treasure Island halfway across the bay on the way to Oakland………….and that’s another post…………………..