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a post about our trip to san francisco and napa. but mostly it’s a post about food.

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Our trip to San Francisco has come and gone, and all I have to show for it is a sizeable decrease in my bank account and a few extra pounds that have taken up residence on my ass.  The true marks of a great vacation.  Is what I always say.  To make myself feel better.  About coming back from vacation fatter and poorer.  This is getting sad.  It’s supposed to be happy!  Because we had a great trip!  Here let me tell you all about it!  Do these exclamation points help!

When Casey and I were first deciding where to go for our 5-year anniversary trip, San Francisco immediately popped into my mind because A. I love it, B. Casey had never been there, and C. It’s proximity to Portland.  It’s not super far, but since we did have to fly there, it still seemed pretty vacation-y.  Which are important characteristics when you’re leaving your kid for the very first time.  (He did great while we were gone, BTW.  So did I!  I swear! Are these exclamation points still working! K!)

Let’s just dive right into the pictures, shall we?

shawnnathompson_sanfran_25The very first thing we did when we got into the city was rent bikes and bike across the Golden Gate Bridge and into Sausalito.  I’ve always wanted to do it and I thought it’d be a great way for us to see some of the quintessential tourist spots at the same time.  It was amazingly fun.  Except wearing a used helmet.  That’s never fun.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_24 shawnnathompson_sanfran_23Bucket list type of ish happening right about here.  Seriously so cool, but also?  Windy, high, narrow, soaking palms. Are all other ways to describe it.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_21Casey: “No more selfies while we’re biking over a giant bridge, k?”

shawnnathompson_sanfran_22This view this view THIS VIEW!


shawnnathompson_sanfran_20And hey, how about we agree that’s enough pictures of us bike riding?

Is it bike riding or riding bike? Who decides these things?

shawnnathompson_sanfran_27shawnnathompson_sanfran_28After Sausalito we took the ferry back to San Francisco rather than biking back across the bridge, because have you seen that hill into Sausalito??? That hill is not on my bucket list.

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shawnnathompson_sanfran_30Irish coffees at the Buena Vista Cafe are da bomb!  (sorry)  They’re really good.  We stopped here for a bike break and saddled up at the bar, as we do, and there was a couple sitting next to us who we were SURE were father/daughter but then he put his hand on her knee in a not fatherly way and I’m not sure why I’m telling you this story. But the coffee, the coffee is really good.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_9If only this photo could be a scratch-and-sniff.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_7Ahh the Ferry Building.  Also known as “Wear stretch pants next time” Building.  I’m pretty sure I read that on a plaque somewhere…  We had skipped breakfast on this particular day, so we took it upon ourselves to try a selection of things from a plethora of establishments.  Which is a fancy way of saying we ate a lot.  If you happen to be headed here sometime soon, might I suggest the ahi tuna poke at the San Francisco Fish Company and the lemongrass pork noodles at The Slanted Door?  (We were tipped off to the pork noodles by approx. 10 friends, so I feel it is my duty to pay it forward.)  Then grab a couple of macarons at Miette and a coffee at Blue Bottle and you’re good to go!  You can skip the chocolate milk at Cowgirl Creamery, because Casey says it was meh.  And Casey is a choco milk connoisseur.   But their cheese looked like heaven on Earth.  So, maybe try that.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_5shawnnathompson_sanfran_6shawnnathompson_sanfran_18While we’re (always) on the subject of food, we met up with some friends for dinner one night at Burma Love.  Which we would HIGHLY recommend!  So delicious, it was.  But our very favorite meal the entire trip was at Park Tavern.  We ordered the game hen in truffle butter and I practically weeped the next morning when I realized we forgot to put my leftovers in the mini fridge the night before.  Travesty.  What’s the ruling on cooked game hen that’s been out all night?  Can someone tell me for future reference?

shawnnathompson_sanfran_17Sadly, I could not sleep in at all the entire trip.  For no other reason than my body is just used to getting up at the buttcrack of dawn.  Each night I’d wake up numerous times throughout the night and then be up for the day by 6.  Isn’t that just the saddest thing you’ve ever heard?  But dry your eyes little grasshoppers!  The silver lining of waking up early in a hotel room is that you can watch Gilmore Girls in bed.  Happy vacation to me!

shawnnathompson_sanfran_16You know what I really love about Chinatown?  Not just the little trinket shops and dim sum restaurants, although those are all lovely, but the apartments and homes above them.  I love seeing the little old women poking their heads out of their windows and hollering to their husbands below.  I think it’s charming to see the clothes pinned across the fire escape to dry.  I love when the little kiddos faces flash past the windows as they run from room to room.  It’s so thrilling to me, all that life happening right above where we shop and eat.  You know what I mean?  I kept saying to Casey, all these people live here!  We’re just here on a vacation but they actually live here.  How exciting!  Well, exciting until they see me peeking into their windows.  Then I’m sure it gets a little weird.

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shawnnathompson_sanfran_11Second trip to Miette.  Not sorry about it.  I ended up getting those candies up there.  See them?  Yah, those.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_8Ahh Mr. Holmes Bakehouse, home of the cruffin.  Guys, listen.  I know that the whole cruffin/duffin/cronut phenomenon is a bit trendy and snobnoxious.  But when something tastes as good as ^^this^^, I will happily wait in line with the rest of Instagram to get mine.  SO GOOD.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_4Ok ok enough food already!  So then we went to Napa for approximately 24 hours.  Just enough time to visit 4 vineyards and eat 2.5 delicious meals.  The .5 is the “leftover” cruffins we ate on the way there on Friday.  (Are they considered leftovers if we only bought them 2 hours earlier?  Yes.  Is the answer we’re looking for.)  Oops, sorry, we’re talking about food again.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_26shawnnathompson_sanfran_14^^This place^^ was THE most beautiful winery I’ve ever been to. (Thanks A&A!)  It’s in a cave and the wine is insane and everything is extremely elegant and sophisticated.  Everything.  Except… that they use Softsoap handsoap in the bathrooms?  I mean, there is absolutely nothing wrong with Softsoap.  We’ve bought Softsoap before.  It just surprised me that this winery, with an LED light installation on the ceiling of the bathroom, had a row of Softsoaps lined up next to the sinks.  I mean, I guess if you’re going to save money somewhere it might as well be on hand soap, right?…

Yah, I’m not sure what’s wrong with me.  I need to get a life, pronto. 

Anyways, Softsoap and all, it was amazing.  We bought one bottle of wine there that cost Crosby his freshman year of college.  Sorry, kid.  Freshman year is overrated anyways.  #not

Processed with VSCOcam with 6 presetThis day also happened to be our actual 5-year anniversary day.  So.  Smoochies must be smooched.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_3Another beautiful winery, where we tasted wine at 9:45 AM.  WHAT IS THIS LIFE.


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Annnnnd then we left.  Which means we’re done with the pictures.  Which also means you made it to the end of this post. Great job, blog soldiers.  Thanks for indulging me.  And another big huge thank you to my mom and stepdad, who took perfect care of our little guy while we were gone.  Couldn’t have done it without you!

Ok sorry, one more photo! And one last happy 5th anniversary to my guy.  Love you more than cruffins and game hen, Mr. T.

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and on our 4th anniversary we ate all the food in portland.

IMG_6363Yesterday was Casey and my 4th wedding anniversary and I must say, I think it was our best one yet.  We didn’t do anything crazy or out of the ordinary (unless you consider two stops for dessert out of the ordinary, which we don’t) but it was still just a real great day. It started out with us exchanging cards.  And by that I mean I left a really nice letterpress card by Casey’s bag before I left for my morning walk with the dogs, so that he’d be sure to find it before he left for work… and when I returned from my walk, there was a freshly homemade card waiting for me on the table that included some very artistic drawings of Casey and I (as bears), the dogs, and a tiny bear drawn inside my belly.  That card made me laugh, is what it did.  It’s a framer for sure.

And then I unexpectedly had most of the afternoon off of work – which was so great but what I did with that afternoon off was clean the kitchen, do a load of laundry, read for about 20 minutes and then get some work-type writing done.  Not the most terribly exciting way to spend an afternoon off, but hey.  After all that excitement, the dogs and I were laying in bed waiting for Casey to get home and every 3 minutes or so I’d hear a fly buzz by and every 3.1 minutes or so I’d hear Eddie snap his mouth open and shut, trying to catch that fly.  Which I thought was funny, but really I’d be so grossed out if he actually caught it.  Eddie is also obsessed with the squirrels in our backyard.  Every morning when we let him outside he sprints over to our magnolia tree, climbs halfway up it and waits for squirrels.  And of course Casey and I look at each other and laugh but what the hell would we actually do if he caught a squirrel?  I would freak.the.fack.out.  Can you imagine?

So anyways.  Casey made it home in record time (5:30!) so we had the joy of leisurely making our way to dinner at a fancy Mexican restaurant we’d been wanting to try.  It was a perfect 75 degrees out and we got a coveted spot on the patio and all was well in the world.  Although at one point when we were ordering our meals the waiter interrupted us and pointed at me and say “oh hey, you’re…. congratulations” as he pointed directly south of my neck.  He obviously had caught a glimpse of my baby belly, but it caught me off guard because really only the top half of my stomach was visible above the table and so what I thought he was pointing at was my tator tots.  I thought he was congratulating my boobs.  So he’s standing there pointing at my chestal area and my face turns 50 shades of red and I basically just respond by saying “I’ll have the special”.  And that’s the end of that story.  But the food was great!  And they whipped me up a virgin mojito which made me fee like a girl of 21 again.  So fun. The best part was definitely the company though (awwww).

We followed up dinner by driving to NE Portland to a restaurant that’s known for their bread pudding.  And if you know Casey, you know that bread pudding is his mistress.  We seriously considered ordering the fried pickles along with the bread pudding, because Casey loves anything fried and I love anything edible at this point.  But we refrained and stuck to the dessert which was ridiculous… I can’t really think about it without drooling down my shirt.

After we rolled ourselves out of that joint, I had the brilliant idea of hitting up a bakery we’d been wanting to try because it was still open and we were in the neighborhood and when all the stars align like that, you just have to do it.  So off we went to food stop #3 where we bought a piece of toffee to share and some cinnamon rolls for this morning and like I said.  It was the best anniversary, ever.

anniversary4_3anniversary4_2[ they served our bread pudding with a side of corn bread. which we ate, of course. can’t be rude… ]
anniversary4_4[ And one throwback picture from our wedding because that’s what you do when you blog about anniversaries. ]

Love you times a million, baby daddy.  xx


three.

Today is Casey and my third anniversary.  And instead of spending it together celebrating, I’m at work.  Watching someone pound the crap out of a giant piñata.  Literally.

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Ok, so technically the piñata beating happened earlier today but it did happen.  And I have since eaten 2 tootsie rolls, 3 Dum Dums, 1 jawbreaker and 4 butterscotches.  Apparently it’s 1991.

Anyways!  As I was saying, Casey and I have been married for three years, today.  I knew that I’d have to work late tonight, so we celebrated last night by going out on a smokin’ hot date.  And by smokin’ hot – I mean that the only seats available at the restaurant were along the counter bar of the open-air kitchen, where there was the most intense wood burning stove that would occasionally shoot out burning hot sparks onto the unfazed chefs.  Literally the sparks would land in their hair and on their beefy shoulders and they wouldn’t bat an eye.   Anyways, despite the tropical temperatures, I couldn’t have been happier to celebrate three years with the cutest boy I know.  I mean, just look at him.

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On one hand I can’t believe it’s already been three years since we tied the knot at that place with all the wine.  On the other hand, I think of everything that we’ve done and seen and MOVED over the last three years and it feels like a lifetime.

Regardless, there’s no one in the world I’d rather be experiencing this with than you Caseface – you are the love of my life.  After 3 years of marriage, 6 months of engagement and 4 years of dating, I still cannot believe my luck that I landed you.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I love you more than I love when I see a waiter bringing me my food.  And that’s a lot.

I love you so much that I’m bringing you home a butterscotch.  Maybe even two.

I hope Gus is giving you extra kisses tonight in my absence.  I’ll see you boys later. xo Wife