The sun was low, yellow and cast shadows over the wooden boardwalks that hovered slightly above the dirt road.
Old trains passed slowly by the waterfront, and the rooms of the huge, old buildings are occupied by barrels filled with salt water taffy in every flavour you can think of. Gingerbread, maple bacon, lemon meringue pie, blueberry muffin….
Old Sacramento is a historic area of downtown, where the Transcontinental Railroad was founded. It is now a entertainment precinct, stacked full of candy shops, dining destinations and shops selling everything from film merchandise, toys, to old jukeboxes and kitchen supplies.
Danny’s little donut maker churns out up to 1,200 mini donuts an hour – and like all food mini-sized, mini-donuts are so much tastier than normal sized ones. I assume this is because there is a greater area of fried to internal donut. And more fried is always better.
We stopped into Joe’s Crab Shack for lunch, and ordered what we thought was a small amount of fried things. We ended up with two large platters and a crab eating bib. Only in America…
On the way out we drove through downtown and checked out the Capitol. Sacramento is cute and sleepy.
