To celebrate Dick's birthday, a b-i-g one with a zero, we made a special day of it and went to brunch at the historic Palace Hotel in San Francisco. We knew we were out of our league when the bar tab for Bloody Marys, three of them, came to $45! Yikes.
However, we did not pick the Palace in order to sit there and count our pennies. It was a day to be extravagant, live beyond our means, and maybe pretend just a little. I could not stop looking up at the fabulous glass ceiling and the sparkling brilliance of all the chandeliers.
The food was amazing: fresh crab, dim sum, paella, sushi, prime rib, omelets to order, seven different food stations in all, just packed with all kinds of goodies. I managed to empty my filled plate four times, my favorite being the dessert plate.
There was even a table with cold cereals, just in case someone had to have their Cheerios!
Please.
More champagne, please?
