Meredith came to visit us last week, for a long weekend. We had a lot of fun. She, Jason and I went to a South Asian re-imagining a Midsummer Night’s Dream, acted in seven languages, including English. The costumes, set and acrobatics were beautiful.
The next day, she and I went to a running store for some shoes. We’d planned to walk in the redwoods, but extremely sore knees and back I got after the first training walk put a crimp in my plans. Meredith thought I needed better shoes. That evening, M’s friends cooked an amazing home-cooked Korean meal for a group of us.
Sunday, the three of us drove to Healdsburg’s antique fair, where M got a great old poster, and returned in time to eat dinner at the Slanted Door.
On our last day, I showed Meredith around a few SF neighborhoods she hadn’t seen — Chestnut Street, Fillmore Street, and Clement Street, where we tried delicious peanut butter flavored egg cakes, Hong Kong style. We also stopped at Ichiban, the Japanese dollar store in Japantown, where I purchased a collection of kelly green bamboo planters, an iPod headphone winder, silicon hedgehog kitchen mats, and a yellow bird-shaped orange peeler… I’m not sure why. Perhaps my affinity for chindogus got the best of me.