weekend getaway: san francisco

In honor of my first paid holiday as a person of "the real world," I jetted off to San Francisco for the weekend for a change of scenery. It's funny how going to the Bay Area always feels like going home... even though I've never really had a home there. But home is a funny topic for me... I'll cover that later. The weekend was filled with catching up, drinking beer, shopping, drinking beer, seeing old friends, drinking beer, and feasting. Clearly.

The most noteworthy meal was brunch in the Mission after a semi-fail of a night at a place called Boogaloo's. One thing you might not know about me is that I'm a slave to Yelp. I don't eat anything without checking its Yelp page first, but I do realize that Yelp has its flaws (so I've developed my own system when deciding where to eat... obviously one of my most important weekly decisions). I was disappointed to see that Boogaloo's only received three and a half stars. The food was pretty fantastic and the space was inviting, friendly and filled with local art. I ordered the Temple Spuds, essentially a heart attack waiting to happen but simultaneously my most perfect breakfast dish: potatoes covered in melted cheese, salsa, sour cream, scrambled egg and chives. Yum dood.

In addition to the feasting, Lauren somehow convinced me to try the red lipstick look (really out of my comfort zone)... 

 still not sure if it works or if i look like a clown.

{Thanks for stopping by!}