My host is being kind enough to let me force him onto my sleep schedule. This has mostly involved going to bed early and waking up early. (This morning I woke up appropriately time-shifted, tomorrow I'm going back to Boston. Yeah.) So, we woke up early on Friday and had breakfast - toast and smoothies, yum. bluepapercup came out and picked me up here at the casa. We had talked about going to the beach but the weather was not very nice, so we decided instead to go to the Fine Art Museum.
It would not be any kind of an overstatement to say that I loved this museum. The Rodin exhibit is apparently one of the largest outside of France, and I found it incredibly beautiful and moving. BPC and I had a fantastic time talking about our perspectives on the various pieces. It was a lovely way to reconnect with her, and I got a lot of good touch.
I had never seen some of the pieces before. The Sculptor and His Muse was really moving and reminded me of the Vollard Suite. Fallen Angel was BPC's favorite piece, and the detail was incredibly beautiful. The art was so intense that after the Rodin gallery my brain was full, so we left.
We decided to spend a little time in the Haight. I wanted to experience SF thrift. You know I love the thrift. I bought two vintage bandanas at Held Over, a really cool spot mrpet would have loved, and so did BPC. We had an awesome conversation about how useful bandanas are, which I then discussed further with GP. It was so great to reconnect with her, it had been way too long.
Something happened toward the end of our time which was not positive. I'm not going to talk about it now, but she and GP were both completely fantastic about it even when my brain was kind of melting down, and I think all will be well.
Anyhow. She went off home and gatopreto and I went out to dinner so that I could meet his girlfriend, who had just completed her thesis. As far as I know she does not have a livejournal, but I will check on this. (ETA: She is slackerstalker. We ate at a vegan restaurant called Millenium, which is in the Hotel California. So, I have now seen the Hotel California, though this has not so far given me a greater understanding of the Eagles song.
For the table, we had whole wheat bread, house pickles (cucumber, fennel, and cauliflower), and home fries with vegan aioli. For an entree, I had a portabello mushroom roulade, as did GP's lady. GP had polenta cake with vegan sausage. Apparently the head chef is an omnivore and brings some meat-related aesthetics to the experience - the dinner in general was meaty and delicious though there was no actual meat or dairy involved. The roulade was baked in a fluffy pastry and included chard and sun-dried tomatoes. It came with delicious asparagus and a little beluga lentil salad. I had some vegan wine to go with it, a special treat that nearly knocked me on my butt. Apparently biodynamic wines are very potent. I also had a non-alcoholic cocktail that involved strawberries, kombucha, and mint, which was simply delicious.
I was a bit saddened that the desserts were by and large unsafe for me to eat. Most involved rice flour. But the waitress was kind enough to bring me a little scoop of strawberry gelato so I didn't feel left out, which was terribly thoughtful. And the after-dinner tisane was lovely. The dinner conversation included geocaching, enivironmental adaptivity (which in my limited understanding involves figuring out how to cope with changing climates and other consequences of past and current human-driven changes to the environment), poetry, and sights of San Francisco. The lady suggested that the labyrinth we had tried to find on Thursday was really nowhere near as nice as another one she knew of in Oakland. (We went on day 3 and I'll tell you more about that in another post, but I'll just say for now that she was right, it was INCREDIBLY gorgeous and I'm so glad she told us about it.)
After dinner, we headed back to Casa Hyphen for some downtime. We had discussed going out but we were both feeling inclined to stay in, so that's what we did. I have a hard enough time going out late at night when I'm in my usual timezone, so, I don't know who I was kidding there. But that's okay. GP continues to be an excellent host.