Glitter and Grit

Christmas flounces through the streets and shops of San Francisco.

Trees abound, indoors and out.

Companies supporting Project Open Hand let their inner Hansel and Gretel wicked witch run wild with gingerbread houses in The Palace Hotel.

Reindeer munch at the Academy of Sciences, oblivious, one presumes, of the marathon night ahead for nine of their brethren.

This diamond key lies almost coquettishly on a Tiffany doorstep.

But really, nothing says Christmas so much as a bauble in the shape of a balsamic vinegar bottle.

Unless perhaps it’s a cappuccino machine.

Or a cheese.

But, in the final analysis, one realizes the festivities are not complete without the traditional Christmas carrot.

Chatty shoppers, lights, street music: it’s all brightness and cheer.

Sort of.

Perhaps the book he was reading was able to ward off the brunt of Christmas.

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