Sand Angels

Tide Line

Big Truck, Little Truck

Fly

Out to Dinner

Michelle

Big Coaster

Little guy watches the big roller coaster

Loving Hands

Bomboloni

After walking through Union Square, I really started craving something sweet. So seeing the Ferry Building at the end of Market, I headed towards the bay. I knew exactly what would fill the bill- and I intended to earn it by walking, no, skipping all the way through the financial district. There is this little Italian import stand in the market place that has... um... I don't know what else they sell, tables full of whatevercrap, but they sell the most delicious bomboloni- a moist, soft, pillow of fried dough with a gooey filling (way better than a jelly doughnut, but similar). My favorite is filled with custard. Usually, I dance around the murky tank of live crabs next door. I gaze blankly at the earthy smelling mushroom stand across the aisle. All the while, trying to go past... run down the hall... ignore them! Ignore them! You don't need one of those soft, cream filled pillows of decadence! Look at the wine; look at the bay around the corner- look at the ceiling of window panes high above, but do NOT look directly at the sparkling sugar sprinkled dough balls!!
Usually, it's all I can do to try to ignore their siren call.
But today, I EARNED it. I walked briskly, with fried dough intention. But to my mouth's horror (and my hips' thanks), the pastry chef is on Vacation. Oh well. Now where is Miette....

Ferry Market

Self guided tour

Mission Dolores

Moss Beach Seals