Living San Francisco

Colorful victorian homes in San Francisco

I like to think this city has a charm of its own. And by that I mean you won’t see haute couture on the streets “Sex and the City” style or run into some celebrity or one-hit wonder making a coffee run at Starbucks. I do apologize if I offended any Hollywood lovers...but if you’re looking to meet a TV star or celebrity, you may well be disappointed. To me, this city is way cooler than all that.

Instead, you might see a sports car convertible cruising down the street with a handsome dog in the passenger seat with his ears flapping in the wind (and yes the dogs’ wearing Giants schwag), a happy pedestrian with his pet cockatoo on his shoulder, or on the last Friday of the month hundreds of bicyclists form a ‘critical mass’ and ride through the city and a romantic valentines day means a killer hike up the mountains.

This is a city where intelligence meets intelligence with respect, where people carve their own identity outside of pop culture and OWN IT and you will most likely find yourself in the elevator with the CEO of Google or other great minds that actually rule the world but you really don’t know it! I believe this is also the city Anthony Bourdain came to with a mission- the mission to find fault with the San Franciscans’ but resigned to fact that he couldn’t find anything wrong in a city where the food is good and the people are nice! (Watch: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-tT4hWQkfM).

This is not the city of wannabe’s. It’s the city where quinoa has taken over regular pasta, and where people will head to the museum after a long days work for some wine and cheese and dance among sea horses and Claude the alligator. For me, it’s also the city of two of my favorite people…Mrs. Doubtfire AND Robin Williams J.