What’s your go-to hangover cure in San Francisco?

In my early 20s, I lived in San Francisco for 6 months. While I was often too broke to go out, I did have to cure my fair share of hangovers.

My Sunday tradition was to walk to the base of the Golden Gate Bridge and watch the surfers before locating a sandwich made on fresh sourdough. Honestly, I miss it.

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