#83: Score An Apt in Nob Hill, SF.
When I moved here on a whim from the East Coast in July 2013 with practically nothing but two suitcases, I NEVER thought it would take me this long to find a home in San Francisco. But now (maybe the sun gods finally heard me, it is Indian Summer after all), I FINALLY found a 2-BR apartment in the city. On Craigslist, no less. With a random 30-year-old woman who had already lived there for 10 years.…
#82: San Francisco’s Exploritorium After Dark.
There’s really two sides to the Exploritorium on Pier 15. One side you see during daylight: a kid’s museum with neat exhibits and artifacts and science oddities that appears naive and innocent in the sunlight. There’s usually strollers and kids running rampant outside its doors with no costumes, alcohol or late-night mischieva to be found. The other side you see only on Thursday nights from 6:00 to 10:00 PM when the kiddos are asleep: the Exploritorium After…
#81: Get A Black & White Photo Taken.
One of my favorite photoshoots ever! Black & White taken with good friend @DianaClock at the Kari Orvik Tintype Studio in San Francisco. Watching Kari go through the dark room process was incredible. She’s so talented –– you wouldn’t believe all the magazine covers she’s graced with her amazing work. (Thanks, Kari –– We loved you!) If you want a black & white photo taken, this is THE place to go in California, Kari Orvik TinType Studio. Pro-tips: Kari takes couples, kids, families, friends,…
#80: Eat Mexican Food In The Mission.
It’s probably a “duh” bucket list item to hit up The Mission in San Francisco for Mexican food. BUT for anyone doubting its Mexican authenticity, cooking abilities, dishes, spices or… tacos, queso or dip of dips, the gaucamole –– you will be sold and flocking in minutes for these 7 reasons: Life doesn’t get much better than the jabanero-rimmed margaritas from Lolo’s off Valencia Street. Here it’s always 5 o’clock somewhere in the colorfully decorated restaurant. SF is home to the “Mission Burrito,” also known as a…
#79: Live Only In Bridge Cities.
I’ve just discovered, I’ve only ever lived in bridge cities. Cities by the coast, hugging a shoreline, with bridges connecting it to the rest of the world. Think I’ll ever live inland? Nope… Born right outside of Washington, DC, I spent the first couple years going back and forth across the Arlington Memorial Bridge in DC. Then, Charleston, SC was home for the next 10 years, and there I was 5 minutes from the Cooper River Bridge. Lacking…