So much food, maybe even too much food. Our apartment was so close to the Ferry Building we ate there ALL the time. This was a great thing and a terrible thing all rolled into one. Much of the fare at the Ferry Building is reasonably priced, but if you go every day it gets silly-as you’ll see.
The Ferry Building was built in the late eighteen hundreds to accommodate the ferry passengers who crossed the bay. Once the Golden Gate Bridge came along and people traveled more by car, the building stagnated. It wasn’t until after an earthquake in 1989 that the city decided to renovate, it reopened in 2003. It still serves as the ferry passenger port, but now it’s full of delicious treats.
In addition to our weekly grocery shop at their farm to table market, we snuck in a few breakfasts at Boulette’s Larder. They offer a savory, stir-fried rice with lamb sausage for breakfast, a giant dog with dreadlocks sleeps under the table. What were we supposed to do? Not go?
The McEvoy Ranch olive oil comes from their ranch about an hour away. Their name pops up all around town-they even have their own ice cream flavor at Humphry Slocombe. Their lavender scented olive oil body balm promises to heal all wounds including those in your soul.
Other random treats we grabbed on the fly: fresh empanadas from El Porteno, vegan doughnuts from Pepples and books from Book Passage. We ate turkey burgers-staff favorites-and sweet potato fries at Gotts, we picked up a daily loaf at Acme and ate prosciutto from Boccalone, whose tagline is Tasty Salted Pig Parts. We picked up burrata-a type of mozzarella that makes me want to cry-from the Cowgirl Creamery, iced New Orleans style coffee from Blue Bottle and gelato from Ciao Bella.
The piece de resistance is the Slanted Door. The Vietnamese/California fusion is hard to replicate off the Pacific coast. It’s pricey and there can be a thirty to forty-five days in advance reservation process for dinner. We pulled a Delfina and hit the restaurant well before the first sign of the gloaming. The Shaking Beef is their thing, with a spicy lime sauce so good, we could barely breathe. We had spiced orange cotton candy for dessert-how could we not? We’re hiding behind it on the right.