It could be my packed personal and professional lives or the fact that I’m just coming out of a Benadryl fog, but hump day came way too quickly this week. Here’s hoping the next few hundred words are somewhat coherent 😉
- Dita Von Teese: The queen of burlesque brought her “Strip, Strip Hooray!” show to SF this week, and I had the pleasure of going last night. From jewel-encrusted lingerie to breathtaking choreography and a hilarious emcee, it did not disappoint. My only note would be to get balcony seats next time, for the best view of a spectacular show.
- Baseball’s Back: I’m a little late to the game (ha!) on this one, but I’m pumped for the return of America’s pastime. Bonus: We have a teambuilding outing at tomorrow’s game, and I can’t wait to be back in the bleachers of AT&T Park. Disclaimer: I’m still — first and foremost — a Yankees fan. But I have local pride and will support the Giants so long as they’re not in the World Series against the Yanks… because then it’s a win-win-win anyway.
- Calm: I have a confession, you guys: I have a hard time relaxing. I know, I know — you’re shocked. This meditation app has helped me over the past month or so to focus for 10–20 minutes a day on just being. Meditation wasn’t really my thing, but I’m sufficiently hooked and enjoying the practice of letting things go.
- “Let It Go” – James Bay: (Speaking of) Not to be confused with the impossible-to-escape Frozen soundtrack, this song simply touches my heart and is a clear, calming reminder of love lost. I’m a little biased since I’m seeing him in concert Friday night, but I think you’ll like this one… maybe even more than “Hold Back the River.”
In the ongoing effort to make me a true resident of this great city, I am beyond thrilled to announce that I’ll finally have assembled furniture in my apartment tomorrow! No more air mattress, no more standing in the kitchen to eat, no more sitting on the floor … unless I’m feeling super hippy-dippy and want to do some yoga. PRAISE IT.
- The Freakin’ World Series: This city is electric with the hopes of a win tonight in Game 7 of the World Series. We may never be Royals, but I think that’s a good thing. Either way, I hope a parade is in the works!
- La Taqueria: My co-workers introduced me to this heavenly little spot last weekend, and I plan to go back for more soon. The carnitas hard-shell tacos were sheer perfection on a plate — no wonder it was named America’s Best Burrito!
- Halloweenie: Hellerrrr, my favorite holiday is Friday! How will I ever live up to the costumes of years past? Easy: I just won’t. I’m still stoked to host a good friend, visiting from San Jose!
- “Black Widow” – Iggy Azalea f. Rita Ora: Iggy absolutely KILLED it on SNL last week, and Rita is like the version of Rihanna I can actually stand. Plus, this tune is perfect for the spooktacular holiday!
I’m in San Fran for work this week, and man, what I went through to get here. There’s a separate time and post for that, but in the meantime, here are some loverly ramblings for your enjoyment.
Mexico Au Parc: This little Mexican place near our office offers “agua fresca” every day; my favorite so far is the strawbs (with an enormous chicken quesadilla). For less than $10, you can fill up on traditional Mexican favorites — just make sure you beat the lunch rush, and get there before 12:05!
AT&T Park: Even though they lost, I took in a Giants game Monday night and loved every minute of it. There’s a huge slide for fans to play on, and the stadium overlooks the bay. How perfect is that?
This Weather: My hair now knows the feeling of zero-humidity weather and it’s fantastical. My skin freaked out a little bit from the lack of moisture in the air, but we’re on speaking terms now and all is well. Bonus: I can walk from the car to the office without dying of heat stroke!
Russian Hill: My favorite borough so far, there are tons of little unique shops and eateries along this stretch of land. Among some other noteworthy stops, the flank-steak sandwich from Rex Cafe and the ice cream from Swensen’s are heavenly. I had the Thin Mint ice cream with chocolate sprinkles … delicious.
So, there you have it. Although it’s a bit foreign to wear jeans and long sleeves in August, San Francisco has stolen my heart and I don’t foresee any plans to return it anytime soon.