Mission Mission

Lookin’ good! Word a few months back was that they were aiming for a March opening, so maybe this fresh paint job is signaling imminent good news! Fingerz crost!

(Thanks, Jess!)

UPDATE: Maybe not…

@missionmission I drove by that day and found out my painters have inverted my exterior colors. #stillawaystogo :/

— Rhea’s (@RheasDeli) March 18, 2013

I spent New Year’s Eve at one of my favorite places in the city, seeing epic and long-awaited sets by my BFF Nick Pal and my BFF my cousin Jojo, surrounded by a ton of my favorite people in the world. I thought it couldn’t possibly be a better night. And then Windham Flat went on and completely blew the roof off the place.

We’ve written about them a bunch of times, but I just can’t stress it enough. This band fucking rules, and tomorrow night they’re playing at Bender’s and it only costs $5 to get in. Get in.

RSVP and invite your friends!

Our pal Erik decided to celebrate Pi Day with his own take on the now-famous Valentine’s Ride turned Verizon commercial for his wife Shelley, and the result is predictably awesome.  The only way this could be even better is if he traveled 3.1415626 miles to make it!

In an essay titled San Francisco: Creep City, web celeb Mills Baker lays out an epiphany he’s had about what can make SF really tough:

Creeps are everywhere, but in San Francisco the variety of creeps makes it hard to have a settled method for dealing with them; they are not demographically uniform. In some cities, the natural segregation of social groups means that one infrequently encounters behavior that defies the conventions one favors; in SF, it is not some civic love of diversity that changes this but the fact that social groups are often so recently-composed. As a city of aspirational arrivals, SF has a populace that never shakes out the jerks; there’s too much churn for standards of normalcy to be achieved.

Too much churn! It’s true! You work real hard to forge friendships with the folks you like best, and suddenly they’re off to Brooklyn or LA or Oakland or Detroit and you have to start all over again, shakin’ out a whole new crop of jerks.

(Confidential to my friends: Are we in agreement about Jarid yet?)

[Migration map by Forbes]

Here’s the deal:

____HELLO OLDIES NIGHT DANCE PATROL
__________THIS IS A CODE 4 MEOW ALERT
_____________THIS IS A PRETTY RAD DEAL

This Friday at Knockout Mr NICK WATERHOUSE is joining us behind the decks and it has been TOO LONG!!

THEE SICKEST R’n'B 45′s will be heard and danced to this friday, the vibe is gonna be outta control, we are super excited.

“It’s NASTY”
xox

RSVP and invite your friends!

The Priceonomics Blog wanted to know, so they figured it out, with the help of some local SF food trucks:

Bobby Hossain’s day starts early. Along with his family, he runs a food truck called Phat Thai that serves his mother’s Thai recipes “with a modern twist.” Although he won’t be serving customers for nearly 4 hours, he wakes up by 7:30am. He is working a double shift in the truck (lunch and dinner), so his brother is on prep duty. Bobby buys any last minute supplies they need – ice, more bean sprouts – from Restaurant Depot while his brother cuts vegetables and slices meat at the kitchen space they use in a friend’s restaurant. His brother then drives the truck to their parents’ house. They load up and Bobby is on the road at 9:30.

From 11am-2pm they work at Mission Dispatch – a location in San Francisco’s Mission district that hosts food trucks. It brings in a dependable lunch crowd. Bobby’s mother cooks, his employee Frank takes orders, and Bobby hands out completed orders while helping the other two. After three hours, Phat Thai has served around 200 dishes.

Once the lunch crowd dies down, they return to the commissary, a space where they can clean dishes and dispose of garbage. Bobby checks whether he needs to get more supplies for tomorrow, preps, and then drives the truck to North Beach. From 5pm-8pm they will sell Thai dishes alongside other food trucks at a “market” of food trucks organized by Off The Grid. On busy days, they won’t have a chance to eat lunch.

Read on.

Every week, photographer Joshua Cobos shoots a roll of film just for us. He picks the best 13 photos and we post them here, and it’s called “Bad Blood with Joshua Cobos.” Here’s what Joshua has to say about this week’s installment:

Ash & I took a trip to Sausalito, the ferry ride there helped me visualize an alternate reality that I’m hoping to create in a future collection. Bits and gasps can be seen here, the last photograph being an example of that vision. The Matildas were on tour, we happened to have room for them to stay at our house during that time. The middle of this set is a familiar theme of mine, patterns, more specifically how all patterns seem to have this organic natural state to them, which may reflect on my interest in sea life & primordial creatures. Other unspecified portraits were taken around downtown or Chinatown in celebration of the Year of the Snake.

Thanks, Joshua! (Can’t wait for this alternate reality thing!) Eight more shots after the jump: (more…)

@missionmission there was a taxi cab on blocks last night, yes 1990 bklyn style, at treat and 17th. might still be there.

— Joe Kromer (@joekromer) March 14, 2013

MM reader Tom M. wonders if it might be:

On my walk home tonight I noticed what seemed at first to be a large pile of trash on the corner of Harrison and 17th. No big deal. However, upon further inspection, it was apparent that, yes, someone blew up a recycling bin.

At least it wasn’t a compost bin.  Or, god forbid, a porta-potty!