Friday night in The City by The Bay

My friends and I went to dinner at the Stinking Rose in San Francisco. Alot of people think it's overrated, I've been there twice now this year. It's located at the North Beach district. Columbus avenue bustling with nocturnal urban activty - from young adults looking to party to a family of 5, which I've observed, includes parents with their above 10-year-old kids in tow , dashing the pedestrian crosswalk, the dad has a DSLR on his hand. A cranky mom , walking painfully with her two daughters trying to cross the street. I heard her say "Excuse me.", I didn't realize she was addressing me. I stepped away but the few seconds delay forever encased me in her scorn hehehehe. I look forward to checking out the nice restaurants that line this part of Columbus avenue. There is a strip with adult entertainment, with flashing lights reminiscent of some Reno strip. We went into this shop with shoes on sale for $15...there was a Chinese restaurant at the corner with a Chinese street band playing. It was a nice night to be out and about.


My favorite from the Stinking has to be from their $20 menu. I'm content with porkchops or the baby back ribs encrusted with garlic and rosemary. I didn't order any drinks but water, which was refreshingly cool. We were seated upstairs with the night sky as our ceiling. It's a very small space and you have to go through french doors to step in. The floor is tyled with checkered black and white. There is a sepia fountain in one corner and colorful mini lanterns overhead.














On our way back to the garage, I can't help but admire the lively urban expanse about me. The night air was crsip and I was happily walking in my newly purchased wide-width, wide-calf boots - I've always been an admirer of boots, and it's the first pair I've had that I can actually wear and walk in. On one occassion, I have to step in the middle of the crosswalk to take a picture of the modern Transamerica building as it was juxtaposed by a nicely illuminated teal colored older building.
Yeah, I'm a tourist from 40 miles away. I've almost forgotten how fun SF can be at night.

Then we went to Divas at the Tenderloin. We were met w/ a little challenge of parking, so common in The City. I had a failed attempt to parallel park when half of my car went up the sidewalk. My friend A had to step out and guide me. My friend K and her sister were at the backseat laughing helplessly at us. We finally was able to park it decently and we headed for Divas - a dance club and bar, known for their Drag Queen performers.

In order to appreciate the charm of Diva's. You have to leave your judgement at the door and keep an open mind and just enjoy the people , the employees and its patrons. Don't even mind the bathroom with no doors. I prefer using the downstairs one than the upstairs one though. I went in there only once last night and had to tinkle away while a very vuluptous blond was freshening up at the mirror down the small walkway. I am out of view from her and I threw my modesty out the window and was glad I was wearing a skirt. When it was my turn to use the mirror, the lady also went into the stalls that I used, I can see their foot though at the gap between the stall and the floor and noticed that the lady was standing up while peeing - lol. She has more curves than me, a nicer ass than me, bigger hips than me and she couldn't squat like me because her penis would've made it hard. I thought it was amusing but I did not feel threatened - I actually was in a public bathroom w/ no doors with a person who is anatomically male but did not feel the least bit uncomfortable. I think this is part of Diva's charm. The patrons are harmless, the ladies are friendly and funny.