I’m having the best time. Yesterday’s lunch was at a restaurant called Boulevard, with a view of the Golden Gate and lovely, light, beautifully presented food. How could I have forgotten to mention that there was a third favorite person present, Diane Moggy. Diane is a study in grace, good manners, and beauty. On top of all that, she’s smart. The four of us really enjoyed our get-together.

Evening brought Nancy Berland’s wonderful party, at the lovely St. Francis Hotel, in their historic St. Francis suite. Elegance and good company–we honor various librarians and booksellers, and of course I always

I can see why Tony Bennett would leave his heart in San Francisco. It’s a lovely place.

Except for a delayed bag, the travel angels answered my prayers for a hassle-free day. I had a dinner scheduled for last night, with my publicist, Nancy Berland, and her gang. We went to a place called Silks–beyond fabulous. (Fortunately, I had hit Chico’s in the mall near the hotel earlier, so I didn’t have to show up in my airplane outfit.) I had the sea bass, and ladies and gentlemen, it was delectable. Also helped me stay in my skinny jeans–too much