So it hasn't escaped my notice that the BlogHer conference is coming to San Francisco next week, which means ONE THOUSAND BLOGGERS will be descending on my city and some of them might be wondering where to get some good falafel. Or some good Thai food. Or just good and drunk.
(If you have been paying attention, by the way, you might have spotted that little purple and green badge over on the right there. You know, the one that says "I'm speaking at BlogHer." This badge is not lying: it is very, very true. I shall be speaking on a panel at BlogHer---it's about Blogging With a Global Perspective, because hello! I'm global! And I have a perspective!---and I do not mind telling you that I am really, really nervous about this. In the last few weeks, I have had three separate nightmares about this panel, all of which have included scenarios where a) nobody showed up, b) people showed up but they were all really nasty and mean and said terrible things to me, and c) I was supposed to be giving some sort of speech, but I didn't know, and so I hadn't written a speech, and so I just scrawled a few thoughts on a cocktail napkin a few seconds before it started and hoped for the best.)
(Also, in this one, BlogHer took place at my old boarding school in England. Which, come to think of it, would actually be a really awesome venue for it. Imagine if we all got to sleep in dormitories! And the panels took place in Latin classrooms and Chemistry labs! Hmm, someone remind me that I need to suggest that to Lisa Stone next week.)
But anyway, good falafel and good Thai food---particularly good falafel and good Thai food in San Francisco---are, uh, kind of my specialty, and so the point of this post is to perhaps give those people who haven't been to this city before a few nuggets of helpful information. I get a lot of email saying "hey! I am coming to San Francisco on vacation! Tell me some cool places to go!" And I always write these people back and say "Um, some of these suggestions I am about to give you might suck. I haven't really lived here very long and I'm really not very cool."
And so I would urge you, as you read my list of ideas, to keep this same disclaimer in mind. There is nothing hip or avant-garde about this compilation: it's pretty much a list of places Sean and I like going to on a regular basis, and I thought if you were here, you might like to go to them too. (And even if you're not coming for BlogHer next week, perhaps these suggestions will help you out on another visit.)
But firstly, if there was only ONE thing I could tell you before you came to San Francisco---say, if I was sworn to some sort of vow of silence regarding falafel and Thai food and such---I would tell you this: it's going to be cold. Yeah, I'm sure you've been reading about us having a heat wave this week; we have been having a heat wave, but it seems to be over now, and when I walked home from work wearing a dress and a cardigan at 6pm today, I was FREEZING, despite the fact that the heat wave had been in full effect when I walked to work in the morning. This is San Francisco weather for you: MOODY AND FICKLE.
I know it's hard to imagine right now, seeing as you are likely somewhere that has normal summer seasons, but the most important thing to remember about packing for a trip to San Francisco is LAYERS. Seriously, bring 'em all: the tank top, the t-shirt, the long-sleeved top, the hoodie (ooh, bring a ton of hoodies, we love hoodies here), the sweater, and yes, maybe even the light jacket. It gets cold here, and it especially gets cold in the evening. You will not be okay in just a sundress at night, I promise you, unless you are made of, like, titanium or something, or just really, really dig the goosebumps look. (Goosebumps! The Accessory Of '08! Match Each Frigid Pimple To Your Purse!) There is also the matter of the wind---the very, very windy wind---and you will find that this very, very windy wind will not only cause your hair to stick to your lipgloss in a very unbecoming way, but can also make even a 75-degree day feel unseasonably chilly.
Nothing makes me sadder---or let's be honest, laugh more heartily---than seeing freezing tourists wandering around Union Square in their shorts. So please don't bring shorts. You will not need shorts. There will be no need for shorts, I swear, and if for some reason there is a need for shorts, you will be able to take your pick from the shorts at the Gap, Banana Republic, Marshalls, Zara, Forever 21, and two different H&Ms, all within a stone's throw of the Westin St. Francis, the BlogHer hotel. I, personally, will even lend you some shorts if you find that you end up needing some. Although it will have to be first-come-first-served because I only own, like, one pair of shorts. Because guess what? YOU DON'T NEED THEM HERE.
And with that, let's talk about some places to eat!
Except........well, actually, let's not, because right before I went to publish this post, I accidentally closed the window without having saved anything, which meant that I lost EVERYTHING I'd just written, every single suggestion and recommendation. And then Sean and I shouted at each other a whole bunch, and then I said "oh well, it'll just have to be a cliffhanger, I guess. I'll write the whole thing all over again, with all the suggestions and recommendations, at a time when I feel everso slightly less like throwing all the plates in the house against the wall."
So! Coming very soon (over the weekend, hopefully, or Monday maybe), the second part of this total tease of a post containing a list of places you might like to check out in San Francisco. Which makes it easier to skip, I guess, if having my favorite places in the city forced down your throat doesn't really sound like your cup of tea. Although don't blame me if you're looking for a good burrito at 2am and can't find it.