Gift of the Gods

After such a sumptuous meal, I had no room for dessert so I just ordered coffee and contented myself with watching my brother, who is an amazing trencherman, devour his rich confection.

As a surprise from the chef (there was an amuse bouche to start, as well, which I forgot to photograph), we were served a tiny bowl of yuzu gelee topped with shreds of basil and a single, ripe blackberry. Lovely, lively, light, refreshing, the perfect ending to one of the best meals it has been my pleasure to savor. It wasn't just good - it was San Francisco good! High praise, indeed.