Reader Alexis sends us a note about an article in Concierge, a magazine I’ve never heard of before, titled “Ten Things Not to Do in San Francisco.” The gist of the article is this: if you want to gawk at the youth and their “counter-culture,” you should avoid the Haight and go straight the Mission, home of “the real San Francisco-now experience.”
“Today weekend hipsters with day jobs in biotech have moved in, but the vibe remains decidedly experimental.”
Are “weekend hipsters” the new “weekend warriors?” I think I just retched in the back of my mouth.
the entry before urges people to “Head to Tartine. Weekend lines wrap around the block at this Mission District bakery, but they’re made up of locals, not tourists.”
……
okay.
I have never once seen the line at Tartine actually wrap around the block. That would take, what, a couple hundred people at least. . .
I think you meant “retched.”
probably
I refuse to believe that the lines are made up of my neighbors. And if they were, I would release anthrax into the hood.
your neighbors hopefully are smart enough to get their Tartine fix when there is not a line out the door….
The Mission is the place to be now, now that we don’t want to be considered mainstream?
You gotta admit that upper Haight is a joke, though.
It’s very important to drop your pants whenever that bus goes by….