weekend glory
i’ve never gloried in weekends quite like i do now. oh, weekends are so sweet. last friday i went straight up to the city after work, and met some friends from wellesley for a yum meal at a new chinese-fusion restaurant tucked into a corner of downtown called heaven’s dog. the food wonders of san francisco are inexhaustible. can you tell from the picture of empty plates that we quite liked the meal? after, i met up with kelsey for some wandering in the castro district (always colorful and alive), a long heart-to-heart (aren’t those the best) and a sleepover. in the morning we went to brunch at plow cafe in portero hill. I LOVE SATURDAY BRUNCH – yes, that severe fact deserves big, ugly capital letters. i love it so so so much. a few weeks ago kelsey and i went (cameraless) to zazie in cole valley and ate bacon eggs benedict and walnut caramelized banana french toast on the blithe and charming back patio, and last week we decided to check out plow. kelsey and i were born to be saturday