EDIT: I wrote this late last night, and then woke up this morning to hear the amazing news that gay marriage has been legalized in ALL of the U.S. – what an incredibly historic day for this country. It doesn’t mean everything is fixed, and there are still long strides to be made in the way of rights for the entire LGBTQIA+ community, but this is nothing but a positive first step. How fitting that today’s post be about the city that has long been a national symbol for gay rights and marriage equality – San Francisco! And now, onto your regularly scheduled programming…
Bonjour from middle-of-nowhere, Boonville, CA. Though, I say that in the most positive context possible. I love towns that seem like nothing at first glance and then you discover that they’re actually incredible and rich with history… but more on Boonville later. This post is all about what happened after Santa Cruz.
After I took my unfruitful walk across Santa Cruz to find this brewery tasting room that was never found I was pretty exhausted, so I just walked back to my car and headed north. The end goal was San Francisco but I had one stop planned before that. I present to you:
- Episodes 10 – 12 of Serial. I still don’t know who did it. #mailkimp
- Have One on Me, the AMAZING triple LP by Joanna Newsom – emphasis on the song “In California“, obviously
- While driving along the CA-1 (a.k.a. the most gorgeous highway of all time, ever) I stumbled upon a brewery overlooking the ocean and cliffs. Naturally I stopped, and of course it was amazing. I had a full tasting flight and took detailed notes – the milk chocolate nitro stout was delish
- Visited Harley Farms Goat Dairy, which is a farm and store room (I LOVED IT, AND ALL OF PESCADERO!) – bought a little round of freshly made goat cheese and ate it with my Gizdich Farms strawberries during the rest of the drive
- Finally made it to City Lights Books near downtown San Francisco – anyone who knows me knows that I have an infatuation with beat poets and writers. City Lights is a mecca for that particular area of interest. The Beats used to hang out at this place, as well as in the surrounding areas. Allen Ginsberg publicly read his famous poem “Howl” there, only to be met with a formal charge of public indecency (because he referenced gay sex). Crazy, right?!
- Headed over to the Mission District to meet up with an old, dear friend who lives there
- Spent the rest of the day time sitting in Dolores Park drinking local beers and catching up with my darling friend – the park has just been renovated and it was full of eclectic energy and life
- Ate a delicious dinner at Gracias Madre – all-vegetarian Mexican food!
- Went out for drinks with said pal at a dimly-lit tiki bar near the Mission called Smuggler’s Cove – really good drinks, but full of Silicon Valley brogrammers 😛
- Next morning, I made a quick pit stop at the San Francisco harbor to visit the farmer’s market there – bought a basket of cherry tomatoes for a car snack and they were incredible
- Everything about the CA-1 amazes me every single time I see it. It takes my breath away.
- I met the cutest farm kitty at Harley Farms and she rubbed against my leg while purring, and I remembered why people like cats so much ^^
- I snuck upstairs at Harley Farms to see where they host farm-to-table dinners – it was the most beautiful, aesthetically pleasing room and it’s now my dream to go back there to attend a dinner
- On a personal level, I loved seeing the inside of my friend’s apartment because I never have before. We also stayed up until 2 or 3 in the morning talking on her fire escape and watching the nightlife pass by beneath us – that was pretty special also.
- Driving in San Francisco is always a thrill for me – the harder people say it is to drive in a city, the more I want to try it. I’m pretty good at navigating downtown SF!
Shortly after I arrived at my friend’s place in the Mission, she suggested we stop at a local store and grab some beers, then head to the park. ‘You can drink in the park?’ I asked, and she replied, “Here you can!” You don’t even need a paper bag or anything apparently. Naturally, I was excited about this.
We picked out two sour beers made somewhere in northern California and proceeded to pop a squat on the sloping park hill. There were hundreds of people there, so many that I was having a hard time taking it all in. I remarked that you’d never see this many people in a park at the same time in San Diego unless there was an event happening. But in San Francisco, at Dolores Park, this is apparently just a typical Wednesday afternoon.
There was a constant cloud of weed smoke hanging over us, which was not surprising. There was a man roller skating with a cape and a giant silver cone hat on. There were lots of cute dogs, and I (of course) squealed each time I spotted one. More importantly, though, there was me and my friend.
We drank and talked as the sun lowered in the sky. Just before it was about to hit the rooftops, I thought to myself, ‘This is that magic light time that photographers talk about.’ Seconds later, my friend said, “You came at the perfect time, this is the magic hour.” I didn’t say anything, but the serendipity of the moment was its own kind of magic.
Couldn’t get enough photos of the CA-1
Coastal plant life
Highway 1 Brewing Company – yes please!
It’s almost too much to handle
Donkey butt. Her name was Rosie.
How cute is that?!
The room where they host dinners – whaaaaat!
Rustic dishware cupboards – I die.
Short bathroom stop in Half Moon Bay… think I’ll spend a day here next time around.
Art on the side of City Lights
Dolores Park ❤
Boooooomb vegetarian food
Soju margaritas – surprisingly good
Roasted cauliflower with cashew cheese – I could eat this EVERY DAMN DAY
Don’t mind me, just being a tourist…
It’s stone fruit season!
I was majorly digging this sculpture
More sculpture near downtown