Open Stable

Yum Diary just tried out the newly opened Stable Cafe on Folsom Street. They call it a great lunch spot and offer as evidence pictures (lots of pictures) and descriptions of the place’s gourmet sandwiches — sandwiches with ingredients like figs and brie and zucchini. Link.

Journey to the Center of the Outer Sunset

Bikes in the City just trekked out to Trouble Coffee, the only reason we know of to visit the Outer Sunset. They had a great time getting to know the proprietor, and they got a lot of colorful pictures. Link.

Also, thanks again, Eve!

Free WiFi for All!

We asked reader Bryan Haggerty to produce a brief writeup about the Free the Net initiative currently taking the city by storm. He accepted:

You’ve probably opened up your laptop at your favorite Mission cafe or received an alert from your iPhone about a wireless network called Free the Net. “Free” being the operative word, and one which we’ve heard for a few years now in regards to free wireless for all San Francisco residents. Many have tried and the most recent team to take on the challenge and garner some impressive results are the folks at Meraki, with their Free the Net service.

Meraki relies on volunteers to install their freely provided wireless repeaters in their homes and rooftops to expand the network and widen the range of the network’s reach. Free the Net was kicked off in the Mission last year, but there are still dead spots in our fair neighborhood. If you’ve got access to your rooftop or fire escape you may be a good candidate for one of Meraki’s wireless repeaters, and your neighbors will forever thank you.

Check out the Free the Net map to see if the network reaches your home or favorite Mission hang out.

Map is located here. Thanks, Bryan!

Too Cool for Cool School

Don’t drop out of cool school? Why not? I’m through being cool. Also, at which school did you learn to make such cool sidewalk stencils?

Overheard in Dolores Park

Whiteboy in a muscle shirt and long cargo shorts with big gauges in his ears: “Fuckin’, if you’re thugged out, EXPECT to get stabbed!”

Nice, dude.

Up For Grabs: Rusty Old Bike

As of like an hour ago, this pile of junk was sitting abandoned right in front of the Valencia Street Art Wall.

PG&E Wants to Fuck

A kind reader sent this cute video in, noting that Dolores Park plays a significant role. And boy, if more election-season ads featured our gorgeous park and a lot of funny swearing, maybe I’d still watch regular TV.

Where Were All the Young People?

The debate was okay. We saw cheering and hissing and accusations of racism, and some folks seemed to get a feel for who they like. But we were most struck by the absence of young people in the audience. So many young people in the neighborhood doing interesting things, loving life, helping to make the Mission what it is, and none show up at this banner event? Then we started thinking about our circle of friends, many of which are recent transplants from Ohio, Michigan, Pennsylvania or elsewhere, and thus not yet registered to vote in SF (maybe because their vote for Obama carries more weight back home than it would here). So is that the story? Nobody shows up because you’re all registered in Indiana?

For more, SF Citizen has a gang of photos, some video and a sharp critique of the Chronicle coverage, right over here. Oh and Beth Spotswood has a sharp critique of somebody else’s coverage, located here.

Update: For a truly definitive report, see Brock’s at SFist, here.

Curtains in the Victoria Theatre Bathroom

I thought this was cool. Why aren’t there more cloth curtains in public restrooms? (More on the substance of the debate later.)

See Inside

As recently as pretty recently, these huge windows were a big, sad, boarded-up mess. (As of right now, you can still see the old look on Street View.) Walking past this evening, we were struck by the stunning view up into the belfry and everything. Is that a transept or a flying buttress or something?

Allan Hough

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"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.

One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."

— My pal Valerie, writing about life in the Mission