busy busy
Man, that was a long and tiring weekend. On Saturday we checked out the pirate ship playground then had delicious lamb and pavlova on the patio at The New Zealander. On the way back we swung by the old naval base – Jeremy wanted to make a pilgrimage to the site of so many Mythbusters explosions – and ended up driving through miles and miles of boarded-up base housing that reminded me of Telstar Logistics, and rightly so. Sunday saw me and Julia at another San Francisco military ruin, the Hunters Point Shipyard, for the Spring Open Studios, followed by a restorative Ritual coffee at the fantastic new Flora Grubb. By Sunday night I was wrecked. Jeremy made another lasagne. There has never been a husband so splendid.