When you travel, you expect to have incomparable moments that you can’t – or don’t – have at home. But occasionally, you can have the unexpected and sublime in your own town. I’m having one tonight. Near my new place is an area called Mint Plaza. It abuts one of the old San Francisco mint buildings, which is no longer operable as said mint, and now serves up several restaurants. The area is hopping for lunch, on weekends and during conventions (such as the just-wrapped-up Oracle Open World convention), but on off-nights is charmingly quiet. Continue reading
Finding the Sublime
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