It was a spare the air day and BART was free, so I rode into the city and had lunch at the Slanted Door in the Ferry Building, one of my favorite restaurants. I ordered the grapefruit salad, lemongrass pork noodles and something called art tea. Because it seemed mysterious. It came in a large wine glass and looked like a dark object about the size of a chestnut floating in very hot water. It was too hot to drink, so we watched the chestnut open like a flower until it filled the entire glass. It had red petals, green spidery leaves and a strong flowery aroma.
This is very San Francisco, a much more bizarrely mysterious place than anywhere I have visited.