When we arrived in San Francisco, we hung out at the RV Park for a bit. Everyone showered up and a few people went for a swim. I spoke with my cousin about things to do in San Fran, since she lives here and grew up in Berkley. She told me the Sex Worker Film Festival is going on, and it’s a pretty ‘Only in San Fran’ kind of thing and that I should check it out. When I came to visit when I was 14, I had the best Chinese food ever, in a small restaurant where we didn’t order food, we just told them how hungry we were, and how spicy we liked our food; I asked Cindy what the name of that place was, and if it was still around. She told me it was the House of Nan King, and gave me the address; she reminded me not to order food, that’s just what tourists do, and it’s not as good as when you just let them decide what to make.
I told the group about my discussion with my cousin, and we decided to follow her recommendations. We went to the House of Nan King, and they brought us a bunch of food, everyone was really happy about the food, and the service was great, as soon as we finished one entree, another came out. If I lived around there, I’d certainly be a regular. The price was definitely right… After eating, we wandered around Chinatown for a bit and looked in at the shops. I got a call from my brother saying we might be getting a sailboat from my uncle, so that made my day.
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