Can you think of a spot in your home town that brings you back to your childhood every time you visit? It had been years since I’ve come back to Red’s Java House in San Francisco, but stepping inside the old dining area, I realized that nothing inside has changed. Except for the prices, of course. Ouch!
When I was very young, my Dad would sometimes say “hey son, let’s go to the docks.” I knew that meant a trip to Red’s to grab a hot dog or burger. The dining room is antique and charming, but we’d always eat outside, overlooking the San Francisco Bay. I’d throw bits of bread at the sea gulls and stare at the murky, green bay water. My Dad would tell me these crazy stories of when he was my age. Jumping in the bay and swimming around, chasing wild animals with nets he and his friends had stolen from local tennis courts, running over the once barren red-rock hills of the city…hills now covered by houses, hotels, and other businesses.
(blue bottle coffee)
As a third generation native of the city, it makes me think of how San Francisco has evolved since I was young. Old, run down areas of the city now replaced by a culture of young professionals who insist on their $4.50 cup of fair trade, hand roasted and brewed cup of coffee every morning. Ok, I’m guilty of loving the gourmet coffee, I admit it! But every so often its nice to revisit the old days and grab a simple burger on a sourdough roll at Red’s.
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