Have you ever had a cab driver that could use the words "respite" and "homogeneous" in a sentence? Correctly? This is yet another thing that makes San Francisco unique. Usually I sit quietly in the back of a cab staring out the window and avoiding any unnecessary interaction, but these days, being starved for the sound of a human voice, I was happy to have someone to talk to. Not only did this cab driver have an extraordinary vocabulary, he also remembered intricate details about the movie "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou" and taught me that when truck drivers have the numbers 309 on their trucks they are making reference to an old cowboy song from the 40's and 50's. Fascinating.
Tonight we have dinner plans with two colleagues of Nick's in from Reston. I picked out this little Italian restaurant in North Beach called Caffe Delucchi that I walked by yesterday when I was out exploring. The whole area smells like coffee and salami, which is much better than it sounds.
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