I can't believe it has been a whole week since I posted my last blog entry...the time really has been flying by. It is June already, and the pendulum that I live by is currently in the "desperately wanting a job" phase right now. I have been applying to even more jobs this week...kinda. Let me back up a few days: We went to the city for a weekend visit to help Scott move into his new apartment, and ended up having sooooooooo much fun. Andy, Mary (our friend who also doesn't have a job), and I left Thursday for the bay area. We hung out in SF that evening and met up with Scott later that night to explore his new neighborhood. We ate Chinese and drank some beer at the local tavern...both places were OK, but the next morning (after moving all his stuff into his apartment), we were driving around looking for a good breakfast place when we turned the corner and this big, beautiful, brightly painted building called us to it. We thought it was Mexican place and went in only to discover that is was Salvadoran...similar, but oh so different. I randomly ordered this thing called a pupusa, and my life has not been the same since. It is the Salvadorian version of a corn tortilla that is stuffed with beans, cheese, and/or meat. All I could think of was the time my friend Shannon had discovered hush puppies for the first time and shouted, "How have I never had this before?" We ended up eating at that place the next day and we attempted to make our own pupusa dinner once we got home. But, back to the trip...we drove up to SF after our amazing breakfast and played in the Yerba Buena Garden playgrounds (which have the fastest slide I have ever been on), got in trouble for playing in the Yerba Buena Garden playgrounds (I guess we were way too old), visited the Museum of Modern Art, got in trouble at the MOMA for spinning too much (I guess we were too old for spinning too much!?!), ate Indonesian food, drove down the crookedest street in the world, visited Pier 39 and ate really good chocolate, barked at the sea lions, and went to this fancy little bar that infuses all their liquors with crazy fruit concoctions. Overall, it was a very successful trip. Thank you San Francisco!
I can't believe it has been a whole week since I posted my last blog entry...the time really has been flying by. It is June already, and the pendulum that I live by is currently in the "desperately wanting a job" phase right now. I have been applying to even more jobs this week...kinda. Let me back up a few days: We went to the city for a weekend visit to help Scott move into his new apartment, and ended up having sooooooooo much fun. Andy, Mary (our friend who also doesn't have a job), and I left Thursday for the bay area. We hung out in SF that evening and met up with Scott later that night to explore his new neighborhood. We ate Chinese and drank some beer at the local tavern...both places were OK, but the next morning (after moving all his stuff into his apartment), we were driving around looking for a good breakfast place when we turned the corner and this big, beautiful, brightly painted building called us to it. We thought it was Mexican place and went in only to discover that is was Salvadoran...similar, but oh so different. I randomly ordered this thing called a pupusa, and my life has not been the same since. It is the Salvadorian version of a corn tortilla that is stuffed with beans, cheese, and/or meat. All I could think of was the time my friend Shannon had discovered hush puppies for the first time and shouted, "How have I never had this before?" We ended up eating at that place the next day and we attempted to make our own pupusa dinner once we got home. But, back to the trip...we drove up to SF after our amazing breakfast and played in the Yerba Buena Garden playgrounds (which have the fastest slide I have ever been on), got in trouble for playing in the Yerba Buena Garden playgrounds (I guess we were way too old), visited the Museum of Modern Art, got in trouble at the MOMA for spinning too much (I guess we were too old for spinning too much!?!), ate Indonesian food, drove down the crookedest street in the world, visited Pier 39 and ate really good chocolate, barked at the sea lions, and went to this fancy little bar that infuses all their liquors with crazy fruit concoctions. Overall, it was a very successful trip. Thank you San Francisco!
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