miss the train. take the cannoli.

2nd St Davis
A break from Barcelona posts; this is 2nd Street in Davis, sketched on Saturday morning after I’d missed my train. Whenever I go to San Francisco, rather than getting my tickets in advance or maybe getting to the station early, I always try to get there about two minutes before the train arrives and try to get my tickets then. I don’t know why I partake in this masochistic practice, perhaps I’ve seen Back to the Future so many times I feel like I have to do these mundane things by the skin of my teeth. I’m nearly always lucky. I always, somehow, make it. Not this time; I got to the station, and there was a large crowd of Chinese students huddled around the ticket machine (which can be notoriously slow) while the ticket office lady closed up her booth to assist someone onto the train as it pulled in (which I must say is something I’m very glad the station staff do). Not knowing how long the students would take with the machine I asked if I could get my ticket on the train, but it costs 50% more to do that. Ouch! So there I was, scrambling to use the machine, the train comes in, doors close, off it goes. “Well, we recommend getting here much earlier,” the ticket office lady said, which again is fair enough and completely true. I was annoyed with myself though – I’m usually lucky, but I really should have got my tickets the day before. Why was I so peeved with myself that I couldn’t get the 7:55 train though? After all, I was going to the ZineFest, which didn’t even open until 11:00. I’ll tell you why – Cannoli.

At the Ferry Building in San Francisco there is this place which does amazing cannoli. It really is outstandingly good. I had wanted to stop off there on the way to the ZineFest and pick some up, but taking the later train at 9:25 meant I probably wouldn’t have time to stop, not even for cannoli. I was looking forward to it. Then I remembered that Whole Foods in Davis also does pretty nice cannoli. Not as good, but not bad, so I went there instead and ate a relaxing cannoli breakfast. It was more relaxing taking the later train, not rushing about like a fool. I also noticed that the block of 2nd Street with all the brick shops was looking wonderfully free of large cars and SUVs parked outside, so I took this opportunity to sketch it at last while I waited for the Amtrak. I finished it off on the train, where I had a nice conversation about sketching with one of the guards who was also an artist. So actually, I am glad I missed the earlier train, it all worked out nicely!

5 thoughts on “miss the train. take the cannoli.

  1. Linda Daily says:

    I really have enjoyed your Barcelona drawings, great compositions and use of colors.
    Now,I have a recommendation for your next breakfast at the Ferry
    Building. Out the Door sells the most delicious currant scone with a side of lemon curd.Seems just your sort of thing. Ron and I just recently tried this yummy treat!

    • pete scully says:

      Ooohh… that does sound good. I like sweet lemony things, and currant scones. Still that cannoli (and the little donuts the cannoli place does) are pretty magnificent.
      Luke on the other hand really wants to go to Voodoo Donuts in Portland, he’s seen their menu online and has been talking about it for ages…

      • Linda Daily says:

        I can understand the appeal for Luke. I recently did a watercolor of a box of them and found the smell off putting. But you cannot deny they have built a big business with mediocre donuts! I will try to send Luke a copy of the card.

        Sent from my iPad

      • pete scully says:

        Ooh, no I loved the ones I got from Voodoo in October. Got a big pink box on my last day there, carried it all the way from the shop, to the airport, through security, on the plane, all the way back to my front door for Angela. Nice with a cup of tea the next morning!
        (let me tell you, the donuts in Davis are NOT good…)

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