Mission Mission

Over the weekend, Janebook published a helpful guide to the San Francisco floor drug scene — where to get safe floor drugs, where to avoid sketchy floor drugs, etc. Here’s some analysis of the situations at two popular Mission watering holes:

delirium – you get the satisfaction of knowing that these drugs belonged to one of those lame dudebros who you hate for “ruining the mission” on weekends. this dudebro is (or will be in 20 minutes when he goes to do a bump and can’t find his drugs) hella bummed, and you helped make that happen! but let’s be honest, this shit will be total garbage, i’m talking like you’ll do it all and not even get post nasal drip, and if you’re over 20 you will hate yourself for doing delirium floor drugs.

pops – an enormous, resounding no. you have like, a 50/50 chance of the drugs you find on the floor of this bar being good, which are actually not bad odds as far as floor drugs go. but where will you do them? doing blow in that bathroom is like being trapped on a mission-scumbag tower of terror ride. you WILL be haunted by ghosts of hipsters past, and you will undoubtedly find this to be kind of a buzzkill.

Read on.

Up top is an Indian Pizza from Zante. If you haven’t had an Indian Pizza from Zante, you are failing at life in the Mission.

Next is a grasshopper taco from La Oaxaqueña. I’ve never had this item, but omg I want to have this item.

[We Built This City took the first photo, and Jane took the second.]

Previously:

Zante Love at Mission Mission

Oaxaqueña Love at Broke-Ass Stuart

Oaxaqueña Love at Burrito Justice

I saw this post just now and I started thinking gosh maybe Jane (above) is a window into what Daisy (below) was like as a teenager. Maybe. I always wanted to know what Daisy was like as a teenager, so I hope so.

How does one stop a hipster?

[via Janebook]

UPDATE: Lots of chatter about this post on our Facebook page.

The lesson? Never compromise your ensemble.

[via Radballs]

Previously:

Bluntsliding Dolores Park

Skateboarding is Not a Competition

Ooh, it’s super sunny outside.  Can this be the kind of weekend for rehab in the park?  Warm and cozy yet dutifully sheltered from the migraine-inducing rays of sun by Oriental umbrellas and Wayfarers while administering a steady hangover-abating electrolyte IV courtesy of Fierce Lime?

JANEBOOK takes the time to reminisce.

This weather report says it’s still too cold.  Damn groundhog.

But I just got this text from my cousin Minoo!

Gonna get coffee and do physics in the park.  Want to join?

You know, I think I do!  Take that Phil!

UPDATE!!! And while I was there, Ganja Treats guy got arrested by an undercover cop!  It’s the end of an era.  Kevmo has more over at Uptown Almanac.

Janebook is a good place to see great lo-fi square-shaped pictures of the neighborhood, like the above and like the below.

Previously:

Fake Polaroids Even Better Than the Real Thing?