Posted: 06 Dec 2013 - David Lebovitz
Now I know why they call America –
The land of the free. I had a trifecta on my first day; The (normally pricey)
watch repair place fixed my watch for free, with a “Merry Christmas!” as he walked
onto the next customer, the mobile phone company not only gave me a new SIM
card so I could talk and tweet away (which isn’t free, unfortunately) but gave
Romain one, too, and last night as we were coming home from dinner, we passed
by Boudin bakery, where the bakers were up baking loaves of sourdough bread.
The baker, wondering who the weirdos
were (which was odd that he was watching us, because we’re certainly not the
only weirdos in San Francisco), who were peering in the doorway. We told him we
were just looking and I mentioned my other-half was from France, so he handed
us a hefty bâtard
of San Francisco sourdough. I dunno, maybe after the trip, we kind of looked
bedraggled and in need of some nourishment.
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