The day after the Paris attacks the air everywhere seemed to be filled with sadness and a kind of hesitation. As a lover of Paris, and of France, I shared in the collective grief that much of he world was expressing.
I was heartened to see that San Francisco’s city hall (in fact a sister city of Paris) shone with the blue, blanc, rouge in solidarity with the victims there.
As we set out for a walk, we passed a couple of spontaneous memorials to the victims of Paris, with flowers and cards mounting up. Despite a somberness in the air, I wanted to be out and about. I wanted to enjoy my city and the beauty of it. On a walk we took in landmarks that are sometimes taken for granted.
We headed up Telegraph Hill because it’s good climb and requires a bit of effort, but also because it allows us to see some of the city and offers great views.
From the Bay Bridge …
To the Golden Gate Bridge.
Then on our way back decided to stop for lunch some place we’ve wanted to go for a while, Cotogna.
A glass of sparkling rosé. I spotted it a couple tables away, tried it, and it was a hit.
Shared lunch was a Speck and arugula pizza. Very tasty. 
We would be happy to try this place again. It is a relaxed atmosphere with attentive staff, and delicious food. Their sister restaurant, Quince, is next door. That is a spectacular restaurant, that anyone should definitely try, if you have get away with not paying rent/mortgage this month. It’s definitely pricey, but worth it for the culinary adventure.
After lunch, I was feeling a bit better about the state of the world. Everyone seemed to be delightfully pleasant during the day, and the worry that had seeped into life seemed to be lifting.
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