Photos and Chowder
I drove down to the waterfront to catch a few photos of the local wharf rats going about their business when I remembered a greasy diner on Illinois Street that served a decent bowl of chowder. It was a chowder with just enough bacon grease floating on the surface to remind a guy that he wasn't eating at some fancy joint downtown. That's how I came upon this gritty wharf scene--a man with a camera and a stomach begging for a roll of antacids. Next time, I'll stop downtown before hitting the port.
San Francisco CA
Photos and Chowder
I drove down to the waterfront to catch a few photos of the local wharf rats going about their business when I remembered a greasy diner on Illinois Street that served a decent bowl of chowder. It was a chowder with just enough bacon grease floating on the surface to remind a guy that he wasn't eating at some fancy joint downtown. That's how I came upon this gritty wharf scene--a man with a camera and a stomach begging for a roll of antacids. Next time, I'll stop downtown before hitting the port.
San Francisco CA