A Friday afternoon drop-off in the financial district with too much time to go back home and argue but too little time to have a proper adventure led us down Market Street to the Ferry Building. Full of luxiourious things to eat, we picked up some clobbered cottage cheese (what exactly is clobbering?), oat biscuits, and five pounds organic hamburger (on sale! we haven't had hamburger in ages!). Not a very remarkable trip, afterwards we wandered around and found a small parklet at Clay and Embarcadero with a winding path, beautiful trees and flower beds. No playground. Pleasant, but again not remarkable, except for a rare chicken sighting. Andalusian chickens we suspect, although we are not breed experts and were stunned to see them pecking around the fallen leaves in the first place. The city is not known for its feral chicken population, so we suspect they are pets. If anybody has lost some chickens, we know where they are.
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