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Alamo Square picnicking with Milo

Alamo Square picnicking with Milo

I’ve been MIA lately, I know. And I have good reason, having started a new job, done a bit of traveling and hosted some visiting friends – but truth be told, I’ve really just been out soaking up the oh-so-awesome sunshine that’s come out in all its glory over the past couple of weeks. It’s amazing what happens when spring does its springing and anyone and everyone comes out of the woodwork with something of a smile on their faces. Highlights of my past few weeks include a seaside bachelorette weekend in Charleston, S.C., wine-tasting in the Russian River Valley, picknicking (and more picnicking) with everyone – yes, everyone – across San Francisco’s many parks, and some Sunday-afternoon Pacific beach lounging.

So, yeah, that’s what I’ve been doing: sun-chasing. Highly recommend it.

A sunny afternoon at Lynmar Winery in the Russian River Valley

A sunny afternoon at Lynmar Estate  in the Russian River Valley

Dolores Park picnicking (we've been doing a lot of outdoor eating lately)

Dolores Park picnicking (we’ve been doing a lot of outdoor eating lately)

A celebratory weekend in Folly Beach, S.C.

A celebratory weekend in Folly Beach, S.C.

It's mint julep season

It’s mint julep season, duh

A favorite seaside spot in Pacifica

A favorite seaside spot in Pacifica

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Ocean Beach Bird Chasing – San Francisco Style BloggerSome of my best longtime buddies came to visit this weekend (SF for the visitor-luring win, again) and despite clouds and fog, the reunion made for a very cheerful couple of days. So cheerful, in fact, that I couldn’t be bothered to photograph any of it (seriously – my sides are still sore from all the laughter). I did manage to remember my camera when we brought Milo out to Ocean Beach, where he was very pleased to discover plenty of gulls to harass.

Visitors are always an excellent excuse to continue to explore the San Francisco restaurant scene, and we hit up Greens, a classic vegetarian spot in a gorgeous space along the marina, and Little Star Pizza, which more than satiated my deep-dish pizza craving. It’s kind of blowing my mind as I realize how I’ll never run out of awesome dining options (of all shapes and sizes) to explore.

Hope you all had a lovely weekend, filled with lots of gull-chasing and eating, obviously.

Ocean Beach Gull Chasing – San Francisco Style Blogger

 

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Chicks in a row

Chicks in a row

Forgive the amount of food-related photos in this post; I’m still recovering from a sugar overload (thanks, Mom). Besides consuming an extremely unhealthy amount of candy, I spent the weekend in the kitchen (baking this and mixing up this) and finding an awful lot of Easter color throughout somewhat rainy San Francisco.

Here’s what I dig about Easter Weekend: No matter how much snow is on the ground, no matter how many layers of pastels are necessary to bear the frigid temps, folks everywhere seem to embrace – demand, rather – this particular weekend as the official start of spring, regardless of the cooperation of the weather. Speaking on behalf of my East Coast nearest and dearest, get with the program, Mother Nature.

Brunching

Brunching

Fruit Salad – San Francisco Style BloggerEaster Treats – San Francisco Style BloggerTulips – San Francisco Style Blogger

Blueberry Muffins – San Francisco Style Blogger

Wild callas

Wild callas

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Green Westward Leaning mirrored lenses + Guinness for St. Paddy's Day

New green lenses + Guinness for St. Paddy’s Day

Sunny weekends in the city tend to bring out hoards of runners, bikers, parents with strollers and other sun-seekers, but this weekend brought things to a whole new level. I couldn’t walk half a block without nearly running into a group of green-clad revelers, who were scattered throughout San Francisco’s streets and beyond. Our apartment looks out onto one of the city’s parks, and on Sunday it seemed that there were few patches of grass that weren’t filled with yard games, grills, coolers and whatever else had been brought out of the woodwork for the celebrations.

My St. Patrick’s Day was a bit more low-key, including a beach picnic, a little Guinness and grasshopper cupcakes; I’m a firm believer that minty green desserts are the best kind of desserts.

It may have been lovely and sunny, but I'm pretty sure the bikinis and frolicking in the Pacific were pushing it, ladies

It may have been lovely and sunny, but I’m pretty sure the bikinis and frolicking in the Pacific were pushing it a bit

A melted but delicious festive cupcake

A melted but delicious festive cupcake

Baker Beach picnicking

Baker Beach picnicking

Happy, Happy Friday

Stinson Beach – San Francisco Style BloggerI’ve been feeling like I’ve been watching my life from the outside quite a bit lately. Things have been changing over the past few months– and getting through those changes certainly hasn’t always been peachy – but something’s just clicked, and I feel very, very lucky, and happy to be in this moment. It’s all a bit surreal.

And no, nothing is perfect, and there will always be struggles, tough spots, trials and tribulations. But I think it’s important to step back and take a moment – or a few – to realize when things are pretty sweet. And maybe just crack a brown-bagged beer on the beach to let it all soak in. Happy weekend, y’all.

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Snowy Dock at Lake Tahoe

Chilly dockwalking

To ring in 2013, I spent a few days up at Lake Tahoe with some of my oldest friends and extended West Coast family. Everything was covered in what seemed like several feet of snow (and I may or may not have unsuspectingly stepped into snow nearly up to my waist on more than one occasion), but time spent by the fire and in the hot tub kept things fairly cozy. I’m not a big skier – my tendency to be accident prone coupled with my aversion to chilly weather usually dissuades me from such activities – but we did spend a very glorious afternoon sledding. Despite a few casualties (namely lost hats, bonked noggins and snow in the pants), it was a complete blast, and the majority 5- to 11-year-old crowd seemed to be pretty entertained by our presence.

How was your 2013 celebration?

Fireside lounging

Fireside lounging

Sledding at Lake Tahoe

Sledding is obviously best when done with loud hats

Sledding at Lake Tahoe

A sledding winter wonderland

A tasty yet simple New Year's Eve punch

A tasty yet simple New Year’s Eve punch

Icicles at Lake Tahoe

Watch out for falling icicles