We had never seen Tracing Figures perform before and we were quite excited to see them in action. They played about eight songs, from Pixies-style rock to shoe-gazey to soulful, a few of which were those songs you can’t not tap your feet too. We were definitely impressed, especially when we heard Laura belt out some incredibly vocals. I always wish and sometimes imagine that I can sing, but I can’t. In fact, I may be a bit tone deaf.

After the show Nick & I headed over to Grubstake, on the way getting drenched in a sudden down pour. Grubstake was a regular spot for me “back in the day” and it was exciting to return for caldo verde, potato skins and burgers. Nowhere else have I experienced such a successful combination of conflicting foods on a menu. Definitely still a favorite late night spot.

Saturday my girlfriend Janice came into town and we took her on a mini tour of the area. First we went to Nopalito for lunch, because you can’t skip the organic delicious Mexican food in San Francisco. Then we walked down Haight to Hobson’s Choice for some punch, which, I hate to say, I have outgrown and now call “headache punch”. Then, because none of us can get enough cheese, we made a giant cheese plate to pair with an Oregon pinot as an unnecessary but oh-so-delicious appetizer before heading over to Eos in Cole Valley where we verified that, yes, the mushroom dumplings are like crack. Needless to say, we ate a lot and kept up a wonderful little day long buzz.

Sunday morning we were blessed with the best weather we’ve had since we moved back, so we hiked up to the top of Buena Vista park and took in the view before going to Universal Cafe for brunch. We had our rehearsal dinner at Universal, so it feels especially cozy to us and reminds us of great times. Plus, the food is top notch. Highly addictive. Insanely good.

With full happy bellies we returned home, relaxed, then welcomed new guests for the Super Bowl. I think it’s safe to say that most Americans were very happy with the turnout. It’s great to see love and celebration in New Orleans. And there ends my wonderful weekend. It feels good to be home in San Francisco.