Photo by Jorma Kaukonen
My old friend Cecilia passed yesterday morning. I first met her in 1964 when I came up to San Francisco from Santa Clara as a young college student looking for some affordable good food. I wandered into her first restaurant, the Mandarin, which was on Polk St. back then. I was a young nobody, but she treated me with respect. We became friends and when I moved to San Francisco in 1965 and she moved the Mandarin to Ghirardelli Square I followed her there. Later on in life we would be neighbors in St. Francis Wood.
It was my great honor for her to meet our daughter Izze in 2018. Of course I considered any time spent with Cecilia to be an honor.
She was my friend… and I will miss her!