Monday, June 20, 2005

The weekend went by quickly. It didn't rain at the graduation, but it was windy. It brought back memories of my own high school graduation. That feeling of it all finally being over and the uncertainty of the future, wondering if you'd still see your friends. There are a handful that I keep in close contact with, even one that I've known since 4th grade but seldom get to see.

However, we finally got together on Saturday. We decided to meet at the Condor, which use to be a big time strip club but not so long ago, was renovated into a hip bar and lounge. I highly recommend their signature cocktail, Bombed On Broadway. It's a great start to any evening. They have other fun drinks as well. Check out their drink menu.

The only problem was that we didn't know that the North Beach Festival was going on that weekend and parking was a bitch. After driving around for half an hour, I just pulled into the first parking garage I saw. It was in Nob Hill, home of the Mark Hopkins Hotel and also the Fairmont, the back drop of that "great" tv series,
Hotel, starring Mr. Barbara Streisand.

North Beach is a trip. Where else in the world can you find very chic and hip restaurants and lounges sitting next to strip clubs and adult book stores? We went to this hole in the wall Italian restaurant called Tomaso's and since we had to wait twenty minutes for our table, we wandered next door because according to their marque, they had "the nastiest videos in San Francisco." I wouldn't say they were nasty, but very raunchy, disturbing, and scary. We were laughing the whole time we were in there.

We ended the evening sitting in front of Caffe Greco, sipping coffee and sharing a chocolate cake. It was a great spot to watch the various people walking along Columbus Avenue. Everyone seemed to be in good spirits, friendly even. Every so often, an odd person would walk by which only added to the atmosphere. We would have stayed longer and into the wee hours of the morning, but I had to drive back to Santa Cruz.

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