In San Francisco, the zombie apocalypse (which we all know will eventually come) is already a real thing. It's big business, so to speak.
While Sarah's in LA, I'm taking the opportunity to visit Trevor in the Sunset. And while there I can't resist climbing Grandview Park to get some nice pictures. The street you see stretching all the way out to Ocean Beach is Moraga Street.
Good Saturday morning. You guys wanted to know what our temporary rental house in Oakland looks like. Here it is, if you can make something out of it behind all the foliage. It's in Cleveland Heights, on Wesley Avenue.
So what do you do on a sunny warm afternoon in Sacramento, when your wife is babbling on the phone with some friend and you just want to go grab that already overdue ice cream? I don't know. Staring at your own phone for awhile, maybe. They have such a huge and prominent place in our lives anyway, don't they?
There are snacks to have on the Sausalito-San Francisco ferry. The cabinet on the right is full of very nice donuts. Perfect on a muggy morning with some decent coffee. That and some Thursday thoughts on the 25 min ride.
You guys ever been to Tony's Pizza Napoletana in North Beach? Of course you do, because the pies are just incredible. All of them. However, if you've never been to this pizza heaven Omar Mamoon wrote a crash course in regional pizza styles for SF Chronicle yesterday. You can read it HERE.
Trump vowed to spend a lot on infrastructure when he ran for P. Sadly the new budget proposal speaks another language. If all goes according to his plans, BART will suffer from slashed New Start fundings, totally needed to get their asses moving with their much needed projects throughout the Bay Area. Yesterday, a storm raged the Twitter: SFGate