My town is one of foghorns at five am, the smell of salty air and the sound of seagulls, Peets coffee, steep hills and die hard fans and loyalists. For those of us who have been here in San Francisco for some time now, we know all the secret gems of this small city — from Clarion Alley, to Army Street, from Irving to Broadway.
Every year on Valentine’s Day, doting couples typically do the usual thing — chocolates, dinner, flowers and so on, ad nauseum. Here in San Francisco, we do things just a little bit differently. Forget that old stuff that was made for our grandma and grandpa and join us for our annual Valentine’s Day pillow fight! […]