Sorry East Coast friends.

Found these two guys just laying around.

This is a silly city we live in.

Did I mention it's January?

I think Tyler Florence is getting a restraining order against us.

Driving out of the city yesterday made me realize why people love San Francisco. Because they don't love San Francisco...but rather the surrounding area (lovingly called The Bay Area) and if I can throw my two cents in...Mill Valley. It is SUCH an adorable little town.

If you remember, just a few shorts month ago we visited Tyler Florence's restaurant, Wayfare Tavern, for Jed's birthday. Our DVR is full of "Tyler's Ultimate", we've made his recipes. So, it only made sense to visit his kitchen supply store. And, when we get a home to call our own, I will be making a visit to this store to get one of everything. Including the cashier.

The store was AMAZING! Everything was so pretty. The ladies room was my dream bathroom. A sweet little lady even passed out due to the beauty that was before us. (Not really...apparently she had a bad reaction to her new meds...rest assured, she's fine. I helped by waiving Himalayan Pink Kosher Sea Salt to help her come to her senses. Not really.)

To top the store off, they had a cookbook library. With a fireplace. Be still my heart.

After drooling and oohing at all of the goods, we purchased a salt dish (really, just to say we bought something from TF's kitchen supply store) and walked over to Pearl's Burger. I almost don't dare to write this, but it was Tyler Florence's "Best Burger I ever Ate." I gave it a 7. But, the PB/Oreo milkshake a solid 9. Mostly because of the straw.

So, if you see Jed and I being hauled off to the pokey, there is a good chance it's because we saw TF in person and let him read this post.

O'er the hills we go

As everyone else on blogs, facebook, work, texts, and e-mails have noted, we too had a great Christmas.

We found ourselves in Utah. As always.
We spent time with family. As always.
We ate too much food. As always.

We went sledding as a family...screeeeeeech. Wait a minute. Hold up. Don't get me wrong, we have a lot of fun with my family, but it usually consists of me and Hillary begging the family to play scatergories, stuffing our face with food, and hiding from the kids as they gang up on us (there are 7 now!)

Going sledding was a bit out of the norm, but we had SUCH a good time. I would dare say it was the highlight of the trip.
That and Ole St. Nick finding us in Utah. How does he do that???



Even woofs got in on the fun...but, her type of fun was making "lemon sno-cones" she has no manners.



Beck was waiting for us in the Yert. With snacks and cupcakes for Asher's birthday. He was quite the host.



I love Asher's rosy cheeks. This kid knows how to play hard. And by hard, I meant that I wanted to borrow his helmet so I could protect my skull from his muay tai karate moves.




Picking the color of the tube was the hardest part of the day.



Taytum was brave until half-way down the kiddie slide. Then things went sour. And she cried. But, she sure looked cute in the tube.

We clearly had too much fun, because this is where the picture taking ended for the rest of the trip.

We hope all of your Christmas dreams came true.

Only you can prevent yuletide fires

At our park (yes, Jed and I now own a park. Frankie has marked every square inch of it to prove it)there isn't a lot of Christmas going on. Maybe it's because it's raining...and has been for days. Maybe people think outdoor Christmas lights + rain = electrical storm. It makes sense. And to be honest, I too have had those thoughts.

I've also had thoughts of Christmas trees lights + not enough water = tree on fire, which is why we chose to decorate our dresser.

Good thing twinkling lights + cheap furniture that you had to put together yourself and it's most likely not even real wood will NOT = dresser fire.

As Jed and I are still newer in our married life, we only have one Christmas tradition. We buy an ornament that has significance to an event that has happened in our lives. This is one of my favorites (of the 3) It's the Empire State Building and will remind me of the magic of living in NYC.

Now, who can find us an ornament of a wiener dog with a pacifier in her mouth??? She is our little baby, that's for sure! Ugh. I hate that I just made a dog = fur baby comment. Forget it. But seriously, email me if you do.

Frankenwooferton

I was about 30 minutes too late for the "good light" so, I will leave you with the Sunday in SF picture of our dog. Smelling something. Probably something nasty.

Here's to a "not so long, so I can take some decent shots when it's light" nap next week.

Sunday...on Saturday

It's rainy and dreary in SF. I won't complain: no snow and decent temps...I'll take it. But, it puts a bit of a snag on my Sunday's in SF picture taking.

So, your "Sunday's in SF" just so happened to be taken on Saturday when it wasn't raining, but a rather beautiful day. And what a day we had.

I'd rank it to one of the top 5 best days in SF. Since we've lived here 395 days or more, that's saying something.

Day goes as follows:
5:50: wake up (it's a sickness, I know)
5:50-7:50: do crossword puzzles on the iPad (which Jed still makes me call his magical revolutionary device. Another sickness)
7:50: husband wakes up
8:00: husband makes crepes
8:15: wife exclaims "these are the best crepes ever"
8:30-10:00: nothing of importance
10:00: head to Oakland (shhhh, don't tell my mom, I promised her I wouldn't ever step foot in that devil city)
11:30ish: Share a fried chicken sandwich and choc chip cook at Bake Sale Betty's
12:00: Go to the temple
3:00-6:30: Didn't really matter
6:30: our lives changed as we stepped foot into Morimoto Napa
6:32: walk past Masaharu Morimoto...we both squealed like little girls
6:35-7:30: consume the best meal of our lives consisting of Ramen noodles (aka Mormimoto's version of chicken noodle soup), sushi rice risotto, sushi, donuts, and the itty bittiest banana milkshake you will ever see!
7:30: Attempt to take picture with "the chef"
7:30.5: Realize the idiot we asked to take the picture didn't, in fact, take the picture and that another attempt was useless since Jed had already peed his pants due to a severe case of "Iron Chef intimidation." Can't blame him--that man's "useless Americans, bothering a master with a picture while he's working" stare cuts like a freakin' sushi knife.
7:31: Wait out back by the bushes, ready to jump the kid who ruined our lives...uh, picture
7:31--bedtime: Talk about how we were practically judges on Iron Chef America. And, how MM was the most intimidating man we have ever stood next to, and he didn't even say a word.
Bedtime-am: dream of having more days like that.



Bake Sale Betty's


Morimoto Napa (and, obviously, an outfit change)



It looks like "Hand" from Addams Family is feeding me. Which would have been nice if I had 3 hands to shove the food in, rather than 2.



Itty Bittiest, I say.

Because when donuts are on a dessert menu, you get em. That's why.

Because it's been over a month

Man, sometimes blogging is so hard!

The pressure of feeling like I need to post something when there is, in fact, nothing to really post about. I could post how Jed and I wake up, take Frankie for a walk (more Jed than me...he's a good sport), get ready, and head out into the world on a scooter.

Or I could talk about coming home, making dinner, taking Frankie for another walk (she is such a diva) watching some tube, reading some books, and crawling into bed.

But, that's pretty boring.

On another note: we have a fancy schmancy camera that's not being used. Nothing to blog about. A camera not being used. Do you see what I see? (tis the season) So we decided to dust it off and take some pics today. When I say we, I mean ME! That's right folks, I'm a budding photog. Not really, I just want to learn something new. So, it's actually pretty selfish.

Jed and I like to set goals. Some we meet, some we will continue working on for the rest of our lives. One of them consists of taking more pictures of San Fran. On Sunday. And, calling it Sunday's in SF.

I will try to post the cool things that we see while we are out taking Frankie to see the world. Most of which will be portraits of her, because she is so dang cute. Everyone in SF agrees. Except for the dogs she runs up behind and barks so loud that I even cringe. Just keeping everyone on their toes, I'm sure.

So, without further ado, I present Sunday's in SF. Photo shoot numero uno.

Jed and woofie (another bonus, you will most likely get to know Frankie and all of her pet names. Pun intended)



Frankie doing what she loves best...and what I love best...doting on our main man!



Someone please tell the family who lives in the brown shingled house, that we will move in as soon as they are out.



Who loves Jed's new glasses? Who loves Jed?

Stay tuned for next week. We might even get Frankie into wardrobe.