The Emigrant Museum (small but historically very important) is a re-visit for me. I was here in the early 1970s and have wanted to come back. This is where the Donner Party suffered so greatly during a harsh winter. Reading The Mothers by Vardis Fisher made an indelible impression on me many years ago.
The tiny books, saltcellar, pewter spoon and little wooden doll that 8-year old Patty Reed hid in her skirts after her family had to leave so much behind in the Salt Lake desert.
Dinner was in a fancy-dancey place called the Sardine Factory just off Cannery Row, with silver chargers and the waiter puts the nappie in your lap for you! A fireplace over on the right, which is out of view of the camera. Very nice! I had Muscovy duck!! Excellent!