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A Return to the Mission
We’ve already established that the Mission is not one of my favorite areas of town. It’s grungy, the smell of urine is everywhere, people sit on the sidewalks selling all kinds of miscellaneous crap, many of the stores sell used crap, everything looks old and falling apart, there’s no parking and that’s just for starters. … Continue reading
Hump Day
Wednesday turned out to be a rather fun day for me. Somehow or other, my name had gotten on a distribution list inviting me to a “Private Wine Tasting Event” sponsored by Historic Hotels of America. It was from 5:30 to 7:30 p.m. I’d RSVP’d in the affirmative a few weeks earlier. The day of, however, … Continue reading
Dessert Dealer
More than a year ago, I got my main boss and a few other people addicted to cupcakes from a cupcake “truck” called CupKates. I would often see the CupKates truck on my lunch break when I was walking up/down California Street. When I bought one for myself, I occasionally bought one for my boss … Continue reading
Back in Cold, Gray San Francisco
I’ll keep thoughts of Santa Fe for awhile longer, though, especially with some more Ottmar Liebert for Musical Monday! “Santa Fe” – Ottmar Liebert With that, here are a few more parting shots:
A Few Pictures of My Casita
As stated above, here are a few pictures of my little casita’s very Santa Fe style.
Musical Mosaic
As you may have noticed, all kinds of music, with the exception of country, appeal to me. A month or so ago, I was at Yoshi’s to see Irie Love and CRSB perform. Irie Love, who hails from Hawaii, sings reggae. CRSB, Bay area guys with ties to Hawaii, sing more mainstream pop/hip hop kind … Continue reading
Vive La France!
For Bastille Day Weekend, I decided to do something French-themed every day/night. On Friday, I went to the Grand Opening of Muka over by Davies Symphony Hall. The owner, Jean-Luc, is a former bartender at my favorite neighborhood French wine bar, Amelie. He opened his own place, Moussy’s Cafe, in L’Alliance Francaise, which recently relocated … Continue reading
For Rick – On Musical Monday
Back when I lived in WeHo (West Hollywood), I had a boyfriend named Rick for one torrid summer. Don’t know how we met; think it was through his friend and later roommate, Steve, when I bumped into the two of them at an Asian Food Festival. It’s weird that I suddenly can’t remember the first … Continue reading