Sweet Fantasy

I'm going to be playing catch up for the next week or so, since I have been soo behind on posting all the delicious little tidbits I've found lately. Let's start here:

A few weeks ago I took my mom and grandmother to the San Francisco Ferry Building, a foodies ultimate playground.

One of my must-stop locations is Miette, an adorable, and pretty famous, bakery. Their taste in design is just as amazing as their macaroons.










How can something be SO pretty and SO yummy?!




















And these chocolate bars are wrapped in works of art.

What's your favorite sweet shoppe? Or just your favorite sweet?

mmm... speaking of, does anyone have any Jelly Bellys?

Hello from San Francisco!

Hi everyone!

I know it has been forever since I've written. A LOT has happened. Right after New Years I moved to my adorable new studio in Hayes Valley, San Francisco! I all happened quite suddenly and I'm just now starting to feel really settled in.

Archie loves his new place (as you can see). His favorite spot right now is in the closet...which is the largest I have ever seen. The closet, bright sunny windows and super-nice kitchen made me fall in love with my new home. Once I get it looking a little cuter I will post pictures.

Keep an eye out for more posts. I look forward to sharing my San Francisco Adventures with you all!

Mustard Anyone? UPDATE

Yay to my clever coworker! This well-written note made it into the PassiveAgressiveNotes.com blog. The comments got really goofy, but with a brand like "Beaver Mustard" how could they not?

Check it out here.

I'm running the San Francisco Half Marathon!

Hello, I don't know what I was thinking, but I am running in the first leg of the San Francisco Half-Marathon on Sunday, July 26, 2009.

I know running has changed my life and brought out a confidence in me that I never knew I had. The program that I am raising money for, Youth Run4Fun, helps youths in San Francisco get involved in running and fitness programs to discover their own strength, happiness, and well-being from running. I only have to raise $250, so please help me help our community with any size of donation.

Go to this link to support my Half Marathon and Youth Run4Fun:
https://secure2.merchantcart.net/runSFM/mywebpage.cfm?pID=387837

The San Francisco Marathon’s youth running program Youth Run4Fun (YR4F), is dedicated to establishing sustainable community-based running and fitness programs for youth of all shapes, sizes and cultures that enhance physical health, emotional well-being and personal achievement, with a focus on underserved populations of the San Francisco Bay Area. Under the umbrella of YR4F is the JUST RUN® San Francisco program, and various track & field events.

THANK YOU! And wish me luck!

San Francisco Guys

I can always spot a foreign-boy in San Francisco. And there's one really obvious way you can tell if he's an east-coaster visiting college buddies or a European on vacation -- it's if they look clean. I mean, really clean. Like just scrubbed down with bleach, dried in fresh country air, and polished 'til pristine with only the finest toiletries known to man.


Our San Francisco guys always look a little dirty. In comparison, they are scruffy and rough around the edges, like an unfinished work of art (or if you're not so lucky, a crappy piece for craft-art you found at the Ashby Flea Market). Even if he's one of the guys who showers most of the time, he still has that look that says he really doesn't care. SF guys only shave every other day, they don’t own a ties, or a pair of pants other than jeans. Maybe it's the laid back atmosphere, mellow climate, deep-routed counter-culture, or something in the water. Who knows?


Now, don't get the wrong impression here... I like it this way. The Euros look a little too sterile; like bigger than life-sized Ken dolls that might break if you rub up against them too hard. Those guys are boring, proper, fitting-the-mold-to-a-T. Who can handle that for anything more than a weekend romp playing the sexy tour guide. So yeah, I think I prefer my boys a little rough around the edges. Dirty boys keep life interesting!

Ms Make-A-Scene vs. Cashier-Ladies

5:50 pm, O Line (eastbound)
I was in line at the bus terminal Friday, waiting to put e-cash on my Translink card, when a lady came in. She was making a scene about how she was "never gonna make her bus now with this long line." There was only four of us, and trust me, that's not a line! I knew that she was wanting all of us to take pitty on her and let her go first - so I left my earphones and pretended not to notice her antics. People who cut in line, whether they are obvious or sneaky about it, is one of my biggest pet peeves.

Still, I was feeling just a little guilty about my anti-social behavior. But if she was a responsible person, she would have known that she needed to put money on her card and planned accordingly. Plus, it was rush hour and this definitely wasn't the last bus for her to catch. I had been in her position before and everytime it was my own freakin' fault. But by not helping I was being a selfish uncaring person, right? Well, the lady behind me decided she would play the role of considerate community member, and told Ms Make-A-Scene to go ahead of her. The Cashier-Ladies started yelling, "Oh no you don't! Don't you be cutting in line here!" Even Ms Considerate chimed, but there was still no sympathy. I felt so relieved.

The cashiers' reasoning made the most sense of all. "What about all the other people in line?" they said, "It's not fair to all those people. Everyone here is trying to catch a bus!" Those Cashier-Ladies must have seen it all working in that bus station. And I'm glad, too. It makes me feel better about not letting go of my pet peeve. Even the most considerate people get annoyed sometimes.

First Post. Welcome to my Transbay Life

My life is the definition of "transbay." I cross the Bay Bridge almost every day. I live in the East Bay; I work in downtown San Francisco. My boyfriend lives in Hayes Valley; my cat is home in Alameda. And my friends and family are scattered all around the bay. While some might consider this an unfortunate situation, I adore my transbay world. It's never boring and is a perfect lifestyle to fuel the creative spirit.