First let’s start off by saying thank you for being so supportive. I greatly appreciate your comments and not judging me for feeling icky at times during this pregnancy. I just want to show what a “real person” is feeling and that sometimes it isn’t all sunshine, puppy dogs and roses. (Although to be honest, I don’t even like roses!)
Moving on though, let’s recap some eats and my very first trip to the San Francisco Ferry Building. This post brought to you be Jenn at Peas and Crayons for What I Ate Wednesday
Are there are any places you’ve known about, but never visited in however many years you’ve been living in that area? I’ve lived in Cali for 9 years (SF Bay Area for 7) and never went to the SF Ferry Building. Seriously. Not once. I’ve driven past it a gazillion times. I’ve seen the Saturday farmer’s market hosted there. I read the recaps from those that spent time there at last year’s FoodBuzz. And yet, I never went.
The hubby was just as excited to go as I was. And despite our excursion started off a little sour since I had to pee so freakin’ bad, it quickly turned around as we started exploring shops. It’s just a shame we didn’t go on Saturday to get double the treats with farmer’s market vendors there!
One of our first stops was at the Cowgirl Creamery to taste cheeeese. We immediately wanted to walk along and go, “What is this?” Cheese. “What is this?” Cheese. (a la Borat). But we were mature and did no such thing.
We were informed to grab a number and then we could taste any and every cheese in the shop once our number was called. Um, score?!?! I’m a big fan of hard cheese (the harder the better, twss). So I asked for interesting cheeses that would be like a cousin to Parmigano Reggiano or Asiago. We tried all sorts of Sheep’s milk cheeses and settled on one we’d buy.
And then I asked a stupid question: “Are all these cheese pasteurized?” Response: “No, most are raw milk cheeses.” WHOOPS! I mistakenly assumed all hard cheeses were pasteurized, but nope. So sorry Baby Boy O! Then she informed me that all cheeses have to be aged for at least 60 days so in terms of bacteria, I’m A-OK. I did feel some judgment like I was a bad preggers woman. Grr.
We had to swap our cheese for another one that was in the American cheddar family – sounds lame, but it’s quite good: hard, flaky, nutty.
Zach wanted to eat here for lunch:
Anything with the word Pig Parts in its title pretty much had my lip curling in disgust. Eww.
As much as I wanted to try one of the many dessert shops, we concluded that lunch would best – especially if we could eat outside while doing so.
We settled on Il Carne Rosso. A beer for the hubby and fresh organic strawberry lemonade for miss preggy.
Summer’s market salad with squash, scallions and a lemon dill dressing (for me)
Pulled Pork sandwich (for him) and a side of polenta
Holy moly was that cheesy polenta out of this world. I loved it. I imagine it’s what cheesy grits or cheesy oatmeal would taste like. Zach liked it but thought it needed some tomatoes. I disagreed. It was perfection.
And in other random food news…
If you follow me on twitter (@Shanlikebanana), you may have read that my work has a mice infestation and they went to town on my snack drawer and then subsequently pooped on all my important files. I think I’m more upset about my lost snacks than my lost files. Is that normal?
You may have also read that I’m putting myself on a peanut butter ban for the rest of September. Thanks to Jillian I bought a tub of light Cool Whip and started eating my PB in spoonfuls dipped in whipped cream. It’s good. Dangerously good. I recommend PB&Co Dark Chocolate Dreams as the base. No, no, don’t thank me. So now I only have 3/4th of a container of PB&Co White Chocolate Dreams left for the month. I will not buy any more PB until I can behave like a normal person. Otherwise, you will see me doing this:
Have you tried Jillian’s concoction?
What other PB combo’s are out of this world? (Make me drool people!)
What’s one place in your area you just recently visited?