Browsing through Google News stories tonight, I spotted an article called “San Francisco restaurant known for ‘rudest waiter’ closing.”  Much to my surprise, as soon as I clicked on the link, I thought, “We’ve eaten there!” I confirmed my suspicion by checking Google Street View, with which you can take an inside tour.  Here’s a view of the sign. We didn’t know about the restaurant’s legacy when we went.  The rudest waiter even has his own Wikipedia page. The good news is that the restaurant might have a second chance. We’ve been talking a lot about how to choose good restaurants…
We discussed the day before how long we wanted to take getting back and decided that it would be really nice to have a day to relax before going back to work/school. So we set Berck’s phone alarm for 6 a.m. the next morning determined to get as far as we could get the next day. 6 a.m. is apparently still completely dark in Eureka, Montana at the end of March. But by the time we got on the road, the sky had begun lighting up a bit in the east. Still, Berck had to slam on the brakes three…
On Friday we woke up in Blue River, BC to the sound of the heli-skiing pilots flying overhead. We couldn’t see them because, even though the sun poked out here and there, the mountains around us were mostly engulfed in clouds. Berck declared them insane, and we began packing up the car, which was beneath several centimeters of melting, heavy, thick snow, even though it was warm enough outside to be in shirt sleeves. Soon after we’d parked the night before, a giant diesel pickup had boxed us in, but it was gone by now. We drove out of town…