A couple weekends ago Alex and I woke up early Sunday morning to check out the tiny and super trendy Mr. Holmes Bakehouse in Lower Nob Hill. Home of the cruffin (a croissant and muffin love child), Mr. Holmes draws a HUGE crowd, especially on the weekends. There was a short enough line when we arrived that we decided to get a few treats.
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My friend Alex and I recently embarked on a day trip we had been dying to check off our West Coast living to-do list. Thankful for one of the first sunny days we've had in awhile, we decided to experience a bit more than just Muir Woods so we took an Uber (not ideal but the only way we could really swing this) to Muir Beach Overlook. Beyond the serious wind chill and blustery conditions was the most beautiful sweeping vista of the Marin coastline and the Pacific. We actually sprinted down the steps of the outlook for the base of the cliff side in our excitement for this panorama.
Since I've moved to San Francisco, I have fallen in love with so many elements of the city. It has the hustle and bustle of New York City, the eccentricity of New Orleans, and the proximity to beaches like Miami, all of which are layered on top of being an incredibly progressive innovation hub.
My friend Adam and I recently visited Morrison Springs, a beautiful, crystal-clear spring located about 1.5 hours east of Pensacola. The exact location of the spring is Ponce de Leon, Florida buuuuut there isn't much to see there besides a couple of swimming spots -- it's best to stop here on a road trip through Florida or on a day trip from Pensacola.
Before I expand on our trip to Québec City, I'd like to discuss poutine, the (supposedly) delicious Canadian dish of french fries, cheese curds, and gravy. Poutine can be served from food trucks or fancied up with lobster or foie gras, and it is pretty much everywhere in Canada. I was pretty apathetic towards the prospect of eating poutine -- besides it having a weird name that I kind of hate saying, I didn't have the desire to track down a vegetarian version. So poutine = meh. Eat it if you want and if you don't, well, you might be saving yourself from a clogged artery or two.
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