Banshee of the Bay

Located on the Embarcadero near Bryant Street close to AT&T Ballpark is a small waterfront bar and restaurant that has been a happy hour staple for the past 15 years. HiDive is an establishment with the perfect blend of seasoned locals and cool tourists. I wouldn’t exclusively call this a dive bar but… its close. The decor is reminiscent of a bygone era and the prices are beyond reasonable (by San Francisco standards). The HiDive's name is a play on words, it’s a dive bar, but it’s a fancier one.* The perfect euphemism for the atmosphere of this establishment. I’ve found myself walking to the Embarcadero almost daily. Now that I don’t have a traditional job I’ve realized how much physical labor I used to exert daily and how little I was doing now. It was a generously warm day. The start of San Francisco’s notoriously late summer. I was able to wear light clothing without a jacket, leading me to recall times of warmer occasions; Mexico, the pool, any beach vacation wher

      My love for the farmers market runs deep. I go at least once a week and purchase way more than I need. I know food waste is a very real issue in this country so I try not to do overdue it. That being said cooking a meal from scratch at the end of a long day (when you can walk outside to get anything your stomach desires way faster) is sometimes a hard value to adhere to. I more often than not end up tossing half the fruit and veggies I get as they are organic and don’t last long enough for me to get over the sheer inconvenience of planning a meal around them. Being aware of my previous habits I now make a conscious effort to buy only one or two items on my excursions. This past Sunday I got about two pounds of heirloom tomatoes. I must have at some point been too rough with them as after I left the market I noticed one had split, as if it had been dropped on the ground or smushed somehow. Against popular San Franciscan practices, as well as I guess technically the law, I re

Netflix binges are a regular part of life for the moderately privileged. It is a blessing to live in a  world where you have access to semi-unlimited viewing options and another blessing to be able to spend long blocks of time lounging in front of a screen doing it. The shows you enjoy are often an unexpected window into your personality and in some cases a reflection of where you are in life emotionally. My preferences, like my personality, change regularly. I find something I like, immediately watch every season and if it's good start all over again. If I find a great show and it’s 4 or 6 seasons deep my heart flutters a little bit with excitement for the love affair I’m about to begin. Currently I’m into pure fluff. The lower the stakes and intensity of drama the better. This is a projection of my replusion to current events and the severity of what is in the news day in and day out. For the sake of my emotional health I have chosen to consciously unplug from reality