One day last week I was feeling a little down. Nothing specific had happened, but it was a rather humdrum kind of day. So around 3 pm in the afternoon, I stopped working and asked myself a question. What would thrill and delight me right now?
Ice Cream! Not just any ice cream, but a hot fudge walkaway waffle cone sundae from Swensen’s. I immediately bid a quick adieu to Orelia and hopped in my car.
The minute I walked into Swensen’s I started to feel better. The storefront is tiny without a single place to sit. So I got my waffle sundae and walked along Hyde Street until I found a staircase right smack in the sunshine. I sat there, enjoyed every bite of my ice cream and waved to tourists as they went by on the trolley car. And all of a sudden, the day went from blah to magical. I heart you, San Francisco!