Location: San Francisco, Ca.
We spent the day in San Francisco, one of my favorite cities. My brother the doctor was in town for a conference and we grabbed him up from his hotel and hit the town basically. It wasn’t easy. Part of the Embaracdero was closed for some sort of street fair which made getting to the famed Ferry Building a tough prospect. We drove around for an hour before finding a lot to ransom the car while I took my bro to some of my favorite spots including Hog Island Oyster (though there was a ginormous line to get anything to eat) and Recchiuti Chocolates to sample some of their carmel and sea salt squares. Heaven on earth people. Heaven on earth.
We ended the day with a full and satisifying meal at Zuni Café where my brother and I shared the famous Zuni roasted chicken, an iconic meal in a city of food people.
It was a lovely spring day just in time for Daylight Savings, the kind that makes you dream of the longer, languid days ahead. The kind of day that gives one hope for the future.
We laughed a lot, shared bad jokes (who knew there were gynecological oncologist specific jokes) and ate and drank until we couldn’t eat or drink anymore.
All and all a great day.
My brother is a hero to me and not just because he’s my only brother and he’s smart and he’s a surgeon who deals exclusively with womens’ cancers or even that he goes to Granada a couple times a year to give free medical care to women there.
When I was diagonised with Cancer, he was still a doctor-in-training but he took charge of everything and he steered me to the best doctor we could find and he comforted my parents who were scared shitless they were going to lose me. He stepped up beyond his years in a way I will never forget.
I know he’s not the doctor who cut me open and saved my life but he made sure she could be there for me. It’s a gift I can never repay.
Even a great day in San Francisco doesn’t even come close.
This is a shot of the Ferry Building on this busy Sunday. I shot it with my K100D and edited lightly in photoshop.
1 comment:
I'm jealous...my brother is a college (Santa Clara) basketball coach. A credible career, no doubt. And I am very proud of all that he has accomplished. But we never spend time together like the fabulous day you had in San Francisco. I would like to think being a surgeon sucks equal time away as does being a coach. But one thing coaching seems to do that being a surgeon clearly doesn't is limit a vision of the real world outside. How wonderful!
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