Sayonara!

It may be obvious from the absence of posts, but we've arrived in San Francisco and therefore ended our coast-to-coast tour of America & Australasia. It's been the trip of a lifetime, and we've been assailing our old friends with stories about New Zealand glaciers and the Australian outback, of New Orleans beignets and Austin's funky beer halls. 


And we've been falling in love with San Francisco, and our neighborhood of Mission Dolores, all over again. We've had Philz coffee  and Boogaloo's brunch, grugeres at Tartine and life-altering chicken at Bar Tartine, house noodles at Yamo and Arizmendi pizza. That's just the food. We've hugged dear friends and delighted in running into them in the neighborhood haunts. I've missed this place so much.


I had this simple and obvious thought while pumping my fists and grinning ear to ear as we shot over the Bay Bridge: travel sometimes has the unexpected collateral benefit of telling you where your home is. And for me, home is always going to be right here: zip code 94110, baby.

Thanks everyone for keeping up with our tramp around two continents. We had the trip of a lifetime, and we are looking forward to having you come visit us in SF!