Just when I started to miss sidewalks and streetlamps. Mumbai. Wow! Who knew?
Apparently we have departed India and landed somewhere near SF's tenderloin. Yup. A little rough around the edges, but with some grade A bars and restaurants. A cool glass of Zinfandel Rosé and some crusty baked goat cheese bruschetta with tomato and basil confit. Now THIS is the dining experience I have been missing.
Unfortunately, the prices make us feel right at home too. Ahh well. You better believe I will be opening up the wallet wide for some eggs benedict in the morning.