This past weekend (Super Bowl weekend) I decided to take a trip up to San Francisco to visit my friend Ashley. I flew up early on Friday morning and had a slew of meetings for work. 3 cab rides, several espressos, dim sum and a glass of red wine at the W Hotel later... I arrived at Ashley's house in the Lower-Haight area of San Francisco (pageandscott.blogspot.com). She lives in an adorable 3 bedroom classic San Francisco apartment building with a backyard garden.
On Saturday, we spent the day in Dolores Park in the Mission district. Every time I go to San Francisco, I am reminded of what living in a real city feels like. While LA is absolutely a massive city, in many ways it feels like and resembles a suburb, with lots of disparate neighborhoods. This is one thing that I love about LA, because you do have these tiny microcosms within the city - that have their own personality BUT - it does make it harder to discover new things, that you may stumble upon walking around the street with a friend. This is what I love about San Francisco.

I had been forewarned about Dolores Park. It felt like a hippie mecca, like the 1960s were still alive. We planted ourselves down on a blanket, with cold beer and fresh fruit and waited for the masses to arrive. By about 3 pm in the afternoon, the entire park was packed. Our blanket was surrounded on all sides and we were joined by more friends. There were drum circles, people grilling, hula hoop contests, soccer, dogs running around, music, incense, Chinese sound therapy... it was an interesting day to say the least. We soaked up the 70 degree weather and took in the sights.
After a day in Dolores Park we had dinner with friends and went out to some bars. On Sunday morning I made my way back down to LA, to make nacho dip, mini baked potatoes, guacamole... and to stuff my face with Super Bowl food.
It was a great weekend. :)