After we returned from Alcatraz, we traveled back to Mission Street and decided to satiate our appetites at the well-known Cha Cha Cha Mexican restaurant famous for their tapas and sangria. It was a packed house, so as we waited 45 minutes for our table we split 2 pitchers of sangria which contained a sunken treasure at the bottom: a heap of soaking grapes. Sauteed mushrooms, fried plantas topped with black beans and sour cream, and four bbq chicken quesadillas were thoroughly devoured before we left [by we, of course]. As the four of us grew sleepy from the sangria, we headed back to our apartment and called it a night.
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