Chowder near a sea of corn
My granddaughter Shannon and I spent a day recently strolling through the crowds on Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco. A highlight of the day came at lunchtime when we sat on a restaurant patio eating soft and chewy sourdough bread, a wonderful bowl of clam chowder, mussels in spicy tomato sauce and crab legs baked in buttery garlic sauce. We washed it all down with a woody amber ale then spent the rest of the day walking away the added pounds as we watched the sea gulls and various artists selling their wares or talents. Once, we stopped to watch a ragged juggler toss balls and other objects around his person as he jabbered a constant stream of foolishness that kept us laughing. Shannon, a traveling nurse, spent five months working at the University of California Medical Center in San Francisco....