Day #4

For our fourth day in the less than sunny city of San Francisco we visited the Monterrey Aquarium. First of all I began my ay with the gratuitous continental breakfast once again and then we hit the road. After visiting the aquarium we were given around 45 minutes to fins a restaurant to eat so let me remind you that’s not a long time to find a restaurant to sit down at and consume something completely healthy. So for a second time on the trip I had pizza. I devoured a jumbo slice of pepperoni pizza. From the looks of the restaurant there didn’t seem to be a large amount of business. However the pizza was way better than that of Saturday night. Each pepperoni had a nice little puddle of grease in the middle of the slightly folded up edges. The cheese slid off of the pizza as I bit into it. The roof of my mouth had a firry sensation once the slimy and greasy piece of cheese entered my mouth. My entire mouth burned just from that first bite. I took a swig of root bear to calm my taste buds and continued to eat. Within a few seconds the scrumptious pizza slice vanished and Marcus and I were off to buy Dip N’ Dots. Dip N’ Dots are microscopic balls of several flavors of ice cream. They are special because they have to remain at a severely low temperature in order for the to keep their form and shape.

After our lovely stroll at Point lobos (that isn’t suppose to be sarcastic) we dined at Duarte’s tavern. From a first glance Duarte’s didn’t seem to be the place that served all locally grown and organic produce, it seemed like more of a tavern and bar than it did a restaurant. To begin my dinning experience I ordered a Cream of Artichoke soup and oh boy was it bland. It almost had no taste and it was a little chunky. It’s lack of flavor caused me to drench it with salt and pepper and eat most of it with bread. For my entrée I had Harley Farms Goat Cheese Ravioli, which was

made up of only eight relatively large sized raviolis. The goat cheese was the highlight of the day. It was so rich and creamy that it made up for the soup. After wolfing down my eight raviolis I was still hungry and ready for dessert. Dessert was an Olallieberry pie, which I have never heard of, seen or eaten. The waitress informed us that the olallieberry was a hybrid of a blackberry and a poisonberry. The pie was extremely tart, sour, and sweet all at the same time. It was a great combination and if I were given my own slice I would have scarfed it down but with only having a few bites I was still pretty full.