Piazza's Fine Foods

One of the things I miss most about California is the fresh produce.  The Atlanta grocery stores have a lot of pre-packaged or wilted stuff on the shelves.  So Nolan and Tennille took me to Piazza's in Palo Alto today and I think I had a vegi-gasm.  The colors, the smells, the VARIETY!  I took pictures.

And I don't even like peppers!

San Francisco

A few things I missed about SF.

Iggy and Hilary

...but of course, not together.  Or maybe they were...

Stone Mountain Park

I had nothing to do today.  Neither did Jason.  So we did this...

Fall has come down to Georgia

San Francisco in November

Yay!  I'll be heading back to my other hometown in November.  Thank you so much to Nolan and Tennille for making it happen.

So I was telling Patty all about it, and she asked me, "What do you miss most about SF?"  And she got me to thinking...

What do I miss about SF...
-my peeps.  I miss you guys so much!
-walking everywhere.  And not having to drive home after being out and drinking.  But I guess the less drinking could be considered as a good thing.
-my job at Top of the Mark.  Walking out with a chunk of cash in my pocket was really, really nice.
-local markets.  They just don't exist here.  I have to buy all my veggies at the big box store.  I miss corner stores.
-the water, ocean and bay.  I didn't take enough advantage of just sitting and watching the water.
-food.  I loved having so many choices.  Burma Superstar, I could write poetry about you.  I won't.
-the naked and crazy people.  You made my commute to work interesting.
-hopping on and off the cable car.
-noon on Tuesdays.
-Crossroads.  Good quality thrift-ish store don't exist here.
-recycling and composting being seen as automatic and necessary.
-the enforced liberalism.  I miss the crazy hippies just a little bit.
-Green Apple, poetry could be written about you too.
-green parks everywhere.
-my cleaning lady.
-Pescadero, Sonoma, Pt. Reyes, Hog Island, etc.
-the majesty of the fog.

What I don't miss about SF...
-my Atlanta peeps.  I missed you while I was gone.
-parking.  We have it, SF doesn't.
-my job at Top of the Mark.  What drama!  And that uniform!
-the naked and crazy people.  Sometimes you made my commute too interesting.
-the tourists on the cable car.  The tourists everywhere.
-the enforced liberalism.  I do not miss the crazy hippies.
-people everywhere.  I can walk around all by myself here.
-all the crazy people taking up all the space in the parks.
-no front lawns and rarely back ones.
-needing a cleaning lady because of roommates.
-the oppressiveness of the fog.
-doing laundry down the street.

Plus, I have a house and a dog and a backyard and family.

Minus, I have to take care of a house and a dog and a backyard and the family.  And allergies, I didn't used to have those.

All in all, one year later, I'm happy here and so glad I had those years in SF.

I wouldn't change a thing.