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Mendosa Avenue. The tour concluded
                                                                                   near a pizza shop, thankfully, because I
                                                                                   was ready to eat a street sign somewhere
                                                                                   around the three-hour mark. Note to
                                                                                   self: eat breakfast. Greg’s accent may
                                                                                   have faded, but his Irish hospitality and
                                                                                   friendliness shone in every interaction
                                                                                   he had with his neighbors, who were
                                                                                   surprisingly pleased to have visitors
                                                                                   traipsing through and admiring their
                                                                                   staircases and gardens.

                                                                                   After inhaling a pizza, I stopped into
                                                                                   the Game Parlour, an open and airy
                                                                                   game cafe that was packed with people
                                                                                   set up at long tables. I snuck onto the
                                                                                   end of a table to munch on a sweet
                                                                                   gluten-free waffle with strawberries and
                                                                                   coconut whipped cream and listened
                                                                                   to the soundtrack of happy people in
                                                                                   competition mode.

                                                                                   It was nearing sunset, and I knew the
                                                                                   Sutro Baths would be a prime viewing
                                                                                   spot. Though signs declare the ruins
                                                                                   are dangerous, people were walking all
                                                                                   over them like a jungle gym. A bride
                                                                                   teetered on high heels as she crossed a
                                                                                   concrete beam with her groom, as their                                            DAY TWO: INDOOR ADVENTURES
                                                                                   photographer followed closely behind.                                             A hearty brunch was my first priority,
                                                                                   The Sutro Baths were once a privately                                             given my appetite misjudgment of day
                                                                                   owned public saltwater swimming pool                                              one. Little Gem, a sweet, order-at-
                                                                                   complex in the Lands End area of San                                              the-counter brunch place, is great for
                                                                                   Francisco. They were built in 1896 by                                             people with food allergies. I indulged in
                                                                                   Adolph Sutro, a wealthy entrepreneur                                              almond-and-quinoa-flour pancakes with
                                                                                   who also owned the nearby Cliff House.                                            vanilla coconut cream. My brunch
                                                                                   I tried to imagine it in its heyday as the                                        mate had the simple scramble with eggs
                                                                                   sky stratified into peach, rose, and                                              and greens.
                                                                                   lilac layers.
                                                                                                                                                                     We parted ways, and I went in search
           Above:
           Sunset descends on the Sutro Baths during golden hour.                                                                                                    of the Golden Gate Fortune Cookie
                                                                                                                                                                     Factory, an aptly named hidden gem,
           Light streams in the windows of the Game Parlour.
                                                                                                                                                                     as its entrance is tucked away in Ross
           Opposite Page, Clockwise from Bottom Left:
           Eggs and greens and almond-and-quinoa-flour pancakes are served up at Little Gem.                                                                         Alley in bustling Chinatown. Letting my
                                                                                                                                                                     nose navigate, I followed the humid and
           Staff awaits brunch orders at Little Gem.
                                                                                                                                                                     sugar-laced scent of baked dough to a
           Hot fortune cookies are quickly folded around paper fortunes at the Golden Gate Fortune Cookie Factory.
                                                                                                                                                                     doorway where Kevin Chan welcomed




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