Category: not food. still good.

street food art and flowers galore from the columbia road market


i’m trying to entice everyone i know to come visit me, so here are some photos from the spectacularly beautiful columbia road flower market that takes place every sunday about five minutes from my house.  i happened to wake up at the ungodly hour of 6am last sunday and so i got to experience the market setting up. the food graffiti was spied along the way.

how happy does this picture make you? dude’s got his own banana tree! that’s definitely a reason to smile.


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a perfect mission saturday afternoon in san francisco

i spent my last weekend  in san francisco enjoying the first sunny weekend of the year.  over the last few years of living in the mission, some of my best times have been spent picnicking with friends while people-watching and day-drinking the hours away at dolores park. there’s always ample sources of entertainment there including, but certainly not limited to, chocolate marijuana truffles, glue and lentil wrestling in kiddie pools, naked slip’n’slides, sf cop run-ins, a hunky jesus contest, and so much more.  a view of the packed saturday park hustle and bustle:


there is an insane amount of delicious food available within a one-block radius of the park. i stopped at bi-rite on the way over and got neon green and fruity so-hot-right-now casteveltrano olives and some nutty ewetopia cheese. julie and nadja, champion day drinkers, handled the peach mango mimosas:


mimosa in hand, i also caught up with allan from mission mission and met a powerhouse crew of local eaters including john from burrito justice and ashley from mission pie.  we all happened to catch the future hula-hooping world champion demolish her struggling male companion in a mano-a-mano battle.  it was a hilarious scene and the surrounding crowd gave her a few rounds of applause in acknowledgement of her talents.  i always love those great instances where a whole bunch of strangers join in on appreciating a singularly unexpected public moment, something we try to achieve as much as possible with the go game.


thanks to john from burrito justice for the cool moving photo action and some good conversation. i may be in touch about airmailing a cancun burrito over to the UK soon…

i'm in a snuggie, on a boat, and i just f*cked a mermaid.

you may or not be aware of the fact that i am obsessed with snuggies. you also may or not be aware of the fact that i love boats and…t-pain. my worlds have just collided in an epic cosmic explosion.

thank you tall skinny white dude and i-feel-awkward-about-seeing-you-in-your-tighty-whities-big dude.  you’ve just made my morning.

that’s all.

Caboose, the rascally rat.

Hey all! It’s Irene, the other sister. Part of my explanation for my MIA-ness is that I’ve been dedicating a lot of time to this little guy (be arned, this is a pretty awesomely awkward shot of my boyfriend’s chest):


as seen and heard in the mission…

i came upon this scene outside the roxie on 16th:


couldn’t have put it better myself.

visuals are here!

i have totally failed to carry a camera with me recently (most notably moronic on my TRIP TO ITALY), which leads to a boring lack of visuals to accompany these posts.

idiocy noted. hopefully will be remedied.

since i don’t have any good photos i’ve taken recently, i’ll include one i was in recently. in a very random sequence of events, i got an email from my cousin caroline titled something like, ‘great press! loved the boots!’. i had no idea what she was talking about. the email said, ‘We loved opening up page 72 of San Francisco magazine!’

huh? coincidently, we happened to have a copy of san francisco magazine sitting in the living room/kitchen/ikea-couch-workspace of my office and i opened it up to find this photo staring back at me. 

me and gustavo calling colorado for obama

it’s of me and my friend gustavo behind four barrel coffee on valencia, making volunteer phone calls to colorado for obama a few days before the election. i didn’t even know the photo was being taken, which made it all the more randomly awesome for it to show up in the magazine. so now the magazine is sitting in front of me on my living room table and i’ve got unexpected photo documentation of an amazingly exciting, uplifting, and inspiring grassroots effort that i’m proud to have been a part of.  you can read the whole article on the bay area’s role in obama’s election here.

Unrelated to food. Oops.


Best pageant talent ever.