We drove up to San Francisco Independence Day this year, and the Fourth was pretty much a perfect day. First, we had breakfast with my best friend Anne and her boyfriend, James, at Tartine. Yum, Yum. On our way back to Anne’s, we stumbled upon a magical forrest hike right in the middle of San Francisco. Sophie had a lot of energy after being cooped up in the car for the long drive, so she loved running up the hills and through the trees. Then we packed up and headed out for our good friend Rita’s family winery and ranch in Saratoga. On our way out of the city, we stopped for sandwiches at Lucca deli on Chestnut and Steiner. The Italian on super sour dough was phenomenal, and this deli the newest addition on my “must visit” list of restaurants in the bay area.
As soon as we got to Rita’s, we went for a horse ride through hills overlooking the entire bay area. Then we set up our tent in her parents back yard and ate an incredible feast of tri-tip steak, twice baked potatoes, homemade guacamole, and a plethora of desserts. There was one called “better than sex” cake, which of course inspired a string of smart ass variations from my husband. “You should try my ‘Almost as good as a handjob’ brownies,” he said at one point.
After dinner, we hiked back up the hill to watch fireworks. We were so high up that we could see shows from about four different cities in the bay area, and the firworks looked like they were below us instead of above our heads, which was disorienting but amazing.
Here are some pics.
It’s always helpful to keep a tall guy around when you’re making margaritas. Somebody needs to pick the lemons and limes from the tree tops.
After watching the fireworks we went on a frog hunting adventure with one of Rita’s friends that works for the gov. fish and wildlife dept. We all had our pictures taken with this special guy that only had one eye! I wish I’d gotten a head on shot, so you could see the missing socket, it was pretty cool/strange.