Evening star., 1936-07-12


San Francisco's narrow,
crowded streets Is soon aware
i Of the charming assurance
and cosmopolitan manner Of its smart
" gowned women And often because
Of her bearing. he accuses madam Of
being a worldling always on parade.
But after spending 10 days here,
feel that the secret Of her poise lies
not In her muchly over-rated sophisti-
cation, but In her proud fellowship.
She feels herself a ruler, part OF q
companionable triumvirate-them man,
the woman and beloved San Fran
cisco.
Can this be the reason why many q
visiting male has whispered to me that
the women here, piquant and ever
ready for a good time, nevertheless
fail to inspire the real romance" you
ind in other places2 He has grumbled
about how Miss San Francisco greatly
delights in the night spots and bars
only to drag him away to the top Of
Telegraph Hill. Alas, not to enjoy the
beauty of the innumerable stars and
the rich blue Of a golden California
night, but to see the twinkle Of her
city's lights below, or to watch the
ferry boat on its way to the shore of
Oakland across the bay.
"And what Is worse" mutters Mr..
fastener, people call this a mans
town. Yet In the daytime the women
will tag you to the sporting goods
stores to buy tackle for deep sea fish
ing or equipment for hunting. Why
they are ready to spend hours arguing
on the respective merits of your gun
and theirs. And can they put you to
shame!"
Stronger than her love for sport Is
the woman of San Francisco's delight
in the small eating places filled with
foreign atmosphere which clutter up
the city. actually counted 23 of them
on one street. She claims, by some
mystical power, it makes her feel more
American to dine with her family
beneath the gold leaf pagoda gables
where sing song Chinese is the tongue
and oriental costumes mingle with
their own, in San Francisco's famous
Chinatown.
Or she is pleased to trot her guests
up into the large italian quarter, there
to revel in huge quantities Of native
ENHANCEMENT Of ravioli and spaghetti
Another day she may crave to taste the
regal abalone or to choose a large
luscious crab out Of the sidewalk
cauldron of Fisherman's Wharf. Or
again it may be a choice Of French,
Spanish. Basque. Hungarian, German
or Russian cuisine which affords her
the cosmopolitan flavor And When
asked If the men do not rebel at such
continuous eating out, twinkle Is
bound to appear as she answers, mo,
they love it-snd you must not forget
we are not known as being good cooks"
WHERE the family does partake in
the evening meal at home. Mrs.
Housewife Is also temperamental. She
will not buy food on rainy days. Even
though she has no need to get her feet
wet. for the grocer and butcher will
gladly deliver. let it rain and the
family eats out of cans. And it Is not
only the food markets which suffer
from the Native Daughters reaction
to the varied weather. Take a warm,
sunny afternoon, which in most cities
will bring out q hoard Of shoppers to
the stores, and she is on her way down
the Peninsula or of to play bridge.
She resists even the most alluring ads
and waits for q nice foggy day to buy,
despite that milady must always be
elegant and will spend more than her
last few cents to buy pretties.
Other baf1ing quirks are seen in her
choice of q home. The builder bears
this in mind as he puts up the large
jutting apartment houses rearing from
the tilting ground Of the different levels
of every hill. He remembers that there
are "bay gazers" and ocean lovers"
For the slopes Of the city's seven hills
are thrust above the San Francisco
Bay on one side and the Pacific Ocean
on the other, both offering enchanting
vistas of far-off romance and adven-
ture. You find the home owner in
dulges in window gazing and In her
living room there must be wide view
window. Then as you 60 from the
humble row house to the more aloof
home, the living room ceiling may
climb two stories and probably Is en-
cased with glass ON one side to offer the
family o fuller view Of the fascinating
city.
The San Francisco woman insists on
being in the swim Of things. She care
fully guards her social standing,