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It is also home to a number of nice parks, pleasant walks and pretty houses. We began our day at Café Fanny’s a simple breakfast place started by Alice Walker. This is a concept I can agree with. I think that a little gardening for food will make us all a little happier and makes the food you cook at home better. Anything cooked with love always tastes better.
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I have learned that being at a café or restaurant around feeding time is the best. They always have a way to warm up the milk.
After we all finished our yummy breakfasts, Jack included, we decided to head off to Tilden Park. At the part we went to the Botanical Garden and Inspiration Point. Both were great. Though the garden was not very stroller friendly. Often Tio Juan and I were like the Indians fording a canoe and carrying the stroller.
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After our stroll through the garden, Jack decided he was ready for lunch. The only down side to this was we had no way to warm the milk. So cold milk it was.
After the garden we stopped by inspiration point.
We were inspired.
Earlier on in the day we had decided to go to the Berkeley Art Museum which is free on the first Thursday’s of each month. They had some nice exhibits and some that made me say hmmm – like the person who painted the canvas black or the person who hung random pieces of thread on the wall.
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We followed this up with some lunch and a quick walk around town and then headed for home. Things were going great Jack was asleep and the traffic was moving right along. Of course this could not last.
Traffic stopped.
And as they do here in California, motorcycles can split lanes and avoid the traffic. One big Harley blew by us as loud as could be waking Jack up.
So there we were. Stuck in never ending sea of cars with a very upset screaming Jack. He was screaming so loud he lost his “voice” a few times. We took the first exit we could looking for a Starbucks, McDonald's any place we could to warm up some milk and find quite place to feed the little man.
The best I came up with was an “abandoned” fire station. I say abandoned because while the doors were open and the lights were on, there was nobody home. I hollered hello and when I got no response I walked right in.
I borrowed their sink and some hot water to warm up a bottle. All was good. Jack drank his fill and we returned to the traffic.
The traffic gods were with us now. It began to lighten and we were again homeward bound with out any more hiccups.
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