My brother, Richard, got a new knee so Karen and I flew out to South San Francisco to be as helpful as we could his first week at home. Coincidentally, my sister JoAnn, was also in town helping care for her grandson, Soren. Reunion!
So we made the most of our family time together, not the least of which was seriously researching the best local sandwich shops. And the winner was: Friends Market and their Dutch Crunch (aka Tiger Bread), which is: “… the commercial name for a loaf of bread, which has a unique mottled crust. [It] is thought to have originated in The Netherlands or other Northern European countries. Its first appearance in California’s Bay area is traced by some sources to its sale by Galli’s Sanitary Bakery in South San Francisco, beginning in 1909. The bread is generally made with sesame oil, which gives it a distinct aroma, and with a pattern baked into the top made by painting rice paste onto the surface prior to baking. The paste dries and cracks during the baking process. The rice paste crust also gives the bread a distinctive flavor. It has a crusty exterior, but is soft inside.”
Richards’s son, Scott, a San Francisco police officer, had motorcycle training in preparation for a transfer to the motorcycle division. But while training he dislocated and broke his wrist. So I’ve included a photo of the two pathetic, injured Korte boys, sitting side-by-side, commiserating.
Of course we missed H&G and got to catch up with them at their annual Halloween around-the-block school parade, which concludes with an all-school dance. The kindergarteners are always in front, so I got some good shots of Gus but Harper was buried in the crowd (I don’t think she stopped dancing the whole time they were outside).
Then Saturday we stopped by the E&Z&H&G residence to drop off the beer Scott had picked up for Eric and the cool cups (that change color) Soren sent to H&G. Harper snuck into Grandma’s lap to get some help with her math homework.
Glad to have been able to help and glad to be home!