Mission Mission

Over at 40 Going on 28, TK and his intrepid New Bar Night crew (not pictured) ventured south on Mission Street into the wilds of Bernal Heights, where they found a dive they liked, St. Mary’s Pub:

[I]t’s more that undefinable “Hmmm, I could hang out here” feeling. I mean, there’s nothing really special or extraordinary about this place. It’s just a nice, mellow bar. Sometimes you just want a bar and not a Scene.

Link. Amen. Lots of Scenes back in our neck of the woods. What’s everybody’s favorite “Hmmm, I could hang out here” bar?

Photo by David Gallagher.

Ecouterre, a site devoted to eco-friendly fashion, today today spotlights our good buddy Mike Chino and his fabulous fashion sense. Tons of pictures of Mike in various splendid ensembles are paired with expert fashion tips (from Mike!) such as, “[S]ustainable style is all about a well-edited wardrobe consisting of classic, versatile, hard-wearing items that only become better with age.”

It’s almost as good as that time Mike was on Fashionist in a brand-new old Yves Saint Laurent suit.

Do yourself a huge favor and click here to view this photo by mattymatt much bigger. What a shot! I wish I was in the park too!

Everybody was doing it. Is this a thing? I never noticed before.

(Everybody except Surfer Blood. Surfer Blood had a real keyboard stand.)

I wasn’t going to take a picture, but a hundred other people were doing it, and I knew you wouldn’t believe the part about the Jenny Lewis hoodie if I didn’t, so I did.

Later I lamented that I’d missed my chance to jump on Bill Murray and kiss him.

(Apparently he also did some bar tending while in Austin.)

Previously:

Tony Bourdain and Bill Murray Talk Food and Pirates

The window of the K&D Market on 16th Street. Which is possibly more easily noticed as the home of this little friend.

This week, on Tales of Inappropriate Hippie Dancing: this guy at Amnesia’s happy hour set yesterday:

Psych! There is no such thing as “Tales of Inappropriate Hippie Dancing”, because all the “tales” would be: “Yeah this weird bearded guy came in and started dancing all crazy. First it was funny, then it was sad, then everyone started looking away uncomfortably.”

Still, you gotta admire that I-don’t-give-a-shit-what-you-think attitude, especially since most of us enjoy the music by crossing our arms and nodding subtly behind that invisible 15-foot forcefield around the stage.

The excellent band, by the way, is Seattle’s Casy MacGill’s Blue 4 Trio. They are playing at the Verdi Club on Friday if you’re into this stuff.

Previously:

Dolores Park Interpretive Dancer Takes It All Off

quite the tasting plate!

Once again, the creme of the San Francisco foodie fanatic crop showed up in droves this past Sunday for the latest SF Food Wars event, this time with chocolate cookies on their minds.  200 tickets had sold out in just about 3 minutes, and I was determined to see just what all the fuss was about.  Hosted this time at Mighty in the burgeoning  SOMISSPO  neighborhood (where SOMA, Mission, and Potrero meet–take that NOPA!), the event drew the City’s most creative cookie chefs (yeah, I just did that). 

Chocolate espresso shortbread? Yes please.

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Previously:

Dolores Park Bluntslider Nails It

Dolores Park Dog Owner Makes Fun of Her Own Dog

During the Shattered Records Family Showcase/Jay Reatard tribute, King Louie Bankston here got real for a moment. He said, “Jay understood my demons. He understood my demons, but he wouldn’t let me be a failure because of them.”

Maybe that’s true friendship? Understanding your friends’ demons and helping them to rise above them?

Louie’s set ruled, btw.

Previously:

Jay Reatard’s In Heaven