A few weeks ago, I rekindled an old flame: the Ferry Building in San Francisco. The Ferry Building Marketplace is a fantasy world for foodies and hungry college students alike. What was originally built in the late-19th century as a center for ferryboat commuters now, after various renovations, operates as a gourmet marketplace.
A perfect world would be full of delicious hole-in-the-wall restaurants, each tucked away on some unassuming side street, waiting to be discovered. In a place as pristine (and often pretentious) as Palo Alto, finding such an establishment often seems impossible—many places that, at first glance, appear to meet the qualifications are priced in a way that immediately disqualifies them.