Today was another "eat your way around town" day.
Gina and I didn't get up until 11, which was fabulous. We had the morning at home, and then Stephanie took us into Union Square, in town. Leaving her house was slightly cloudy, but blue skies and sunny. Driving towards and over the Golden Gate bridge was completely foggy. You couldn't see past the guardrails, there was that much fog. Then, when we got to the city, it was once again blue and sunny. Apparently this kind of microcosmic weather is not uncommon in Northern California...
In Union square, we went to Macy's - I bought some pretty fabulous DKNY heels - and then had lunch at a cafe. I had chilli, which is apparently quite common here. Like nothing I'd really seen before - think like, the stuff they put on top of Nachos, but soupier. That sounds disgusting. It wasn't.
After lunch we went to Williams Sonoma, which was the most phenomenal kitchen store in the world. It had THREE LEVELS full of all kinds of junk that I had no idea could even be used in a kitchen... I was trying to look more jaded, like I wasn't astounded by caketins, but I failed.
We also spent half an hour drooling in Tiffany's, but that was to be expected.
Gina also found a See's Candy, which was brilliant - it was in fact chocolate, not candy, and was delicious. We were also attacked by pigeons - and by "attacked by pigeons," I mean, "had a pigeon land on the table we were eating at, and make Gina scream." It was fairly amusing.
After an intense shopping day, where we pretty much only bought food, we then went out for dinner for pizza.
This pizza, however, was like no other pizza I've ever seen before in my life. It was called "deep dish" pizza, and was more like a pie. You had to eat it with a knife and fork. I took photos. It was delicious but strange. We finished up the evening with an enormous icecream sundae, with cookiedough and chocolate cookies and cookies and cream and chocolate sauce... which no one could finish.
I do realise that this blog appears to be just a glorified list of what I ate in America, but I actually do want to keep a fairly specific record of what I did. I figure I'll be old one day, and I want to make sure I've got plenty of annoying stories to tell bored grandchildren about my youth. So I need to keep a good record. I promise that I only blog when I'm at sitting in bed and just about to sleep. I'm not turning down outings to sit at home on my computer, I swear.
Seeing as it's 12.43am, I figure it's time for bed.
Lx
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YOU HAD DEEP DISH PIZZA!!! That is fabulous!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure whatever you had was acceptable but, just so you know, Chicago makes the BEST deep dish in the world. Seriously.
Ah... maybe those photos will explain gina's constant anger at our pizza.
ReplyDeleteAlso, she once claimed she was attacked by a pigeon when it was a sparrow and it didn't even touch her.
Ah, shoes. Lily, what will happen to you with your crazy purchasing such items of fabulousness? You will end up with a MORE fabulous wardrobe, that's what. Can't imagine what it's like travelling with money to shop with... tempting I bet!
Hi Lily
ReplyDeleteI love you.
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Lily, you are like an adorable little alien. I can't wait to huggle you and then do something weird and American.
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