A tribute to the past year in SF; a fond farewell.
Bring Your Own Big Wheel 2012: These two were waiting in the porta potty line at the top of the hill, and the woman struck up a casual conversation. SF intermingling at its finest.
Ocean Beach: After all this time I still haven’t learned my lesson — as soon as the thermometer creeps above 70 I can’t help the urge to make a beeline for the beach, clinging to the eternal hope that it will, for once, be sunny. One in twenty times I luck out; most of the time I’m just cold and get sand in my shoes.
Stairway to Heaven, Oahu: Go, now.
Sometimes you have to make a pie. Then you eat it. And life is swell.
Squaw Valley, Tahoe: Gotta love having mountains in your backyard [sort of] plus friends with ski racks and Reno casino hotel rooms and eggs benedict with chorizo gravy.
Classic. ‘Nuff said.
Tartine: One of too many delicious eating establishments that gobbled up proportionally more of my money than I their food. No regrets!
“Making of . . .”, SF MOMA: A sad farewell to the MOMA, which shuttered its doors in June for extensive, multi-year remodeling. This series, as part of the finale festivities, was such an awesome send off. Talked to a 93-year-old violin craftsman and snacked on rectangular Japanese omelets.
Much love, San Francisco! May we meet again soon.