John's work shut down for the whole of Thanksgiving week, so last week I had some company. We spent a lot of time relaxing (I read 7 books in 5 days) but also did some sightseeing. We discovered a wonderful cocktail bar which was funky, filled with old typewriters, a little pretentious but with great cocktails. We also spent a day in the South Bay area looking at apartments, and think we've found one (we're currently waiting on our application being approved, so fingers crossed). John was on holiday so I took the week 'off' too - no job hunting.
Thursday was Thanksgiving itself. Growing up we always celebrated (Canadian) Thanksgiving, and it's a tradition that I carried on in Belfast. I'm all for celebrating holidays involving food.
So what did we do for Thanksgiving? We both went to the gym/for a run in the morning, and in the afternoon went for a long walk along the Embarcadero to Pier 39. I refused to let the holiday slide completely and am struggling a bit not having a fully stocked kitchen and pantry but I'd managed to get a roasted turkey breast from the supermarket and served it with roast veges and cranberry sauce.
I'm a lover of pumpkin pie but John is not so knowing that if I bought a pumpkin pie I would probably (definitely) eat the whole thing myself, we instead got a small cherry pie.
And we had a few drinks too of course.
(with a name like Smoking Loon how could I resist?!)
It ended up being not too shabby a Thanksgiving, but it's definietly a holiday better celebrated with family and friends.
Not remotely keen on braving Black Friday sales (we're more Cyber Monday people anyway) we planned a day trip across the bay to Oakland. The plan was to head out just before lunch, but fortunately John noticed some reports on Twitter saying that the BART line was closed due to Ferguson protests. The line was cleared by early afternoon, so at about 2 we carried on as planned. We caught the train to downtown Oakland which was underwhelming (lots of boarded up shops which was sad) and then made our way to Lake Merritt.
We walked around the lake which reminded us both a lot of Hamilton Lake, and stopped for a beer part way round (heck, it was a holiday after all!). As dusk fell we carried on our walk, enjoying the fairy lights strung along the pathway. Next stop: the Oakland Museum of California. Not for the museum itself, but for their Friday Nights at OMCA. It was ... pretty awesome really. Seriously, check out the promotional video on that link. There was music (and plenty of people dancing), local beer and wines, and food trucks. Oh my the food trucks. Tacos, currys, a truck that specialised in bacon, Cuban sandwiches, pretty much anything you could want including dessert foodtrucks (creme brulee or cupcakes). We inhaled our food so quickly I didn't even manage a pic, but can tell you that we shared a great Cuban sandwich, 'porky fries' (fries with pulled pork, pork belly and bacon on top), and a smores cupcake. Oh my were we happy.
And that's pretty much our Thanksgiving. I imagine next year we will be able to celebrate properly with friends, but we had a good time nonetheless. And this week, it's back to work for John and back to job hunting for me.