The Daily Sabs

This weekend the weather proved to be amazing BBQ weather, this was
good because i was headed to a couple of them today. We started off in
the east bay at jessi and chris's house. They have a pretty sweet
backyard and the east bay means at least 5 degrees more in warmth. The
crowd was a nice mix of folks, and while there were still more non-
parents than parents, quite a few babies and toddlers were in tow. I
started to feel old (how can I be somewhere where so many peers have
children?), but then someone brought jello shots and I knew everything
was okay.

After an entire afternoon of drinking in the sun, r and I headed to
the Parker brother's party. Every memorial day they do a 12 hour
(2pm-2am) backyard house party, complete with disco ball (yes
outdoors!), djs, and so much food and booze. Every year I say I'm
going to go, but never have the opportunity to make it. This year I
put all excuses behind me (including all day sun drinking) and dragged
Randall to the shindig. We didn't stay too long (see: all day sun
drinking), but we did have a good time. Plus, we got to see a bunch of
Santa Cruz folks we hadn't seen in years, and more Bridget time before
she leaves for turkey.

The party itself was the opposite of the first party. Both were loads
of fun (and can I just stop myself for a sec and tell you how great
the food at jessi and chris's was? Seriously I ate so much
deliciousness), but both made me aware of my age. On one hand I was
surrounded by babies and wondered how we ended up at this point in our
lives, and on the other I wondered how long until raging house parties
will be too much? Either way I'm going to try not and dwell and just
live in the now. Jello shots, disco balls, and all.

this evening, nick - who was subbing in for a busy anneh - and i headed over to bimbo's for the beach house show. like myself, nick prefers most shows in seats. and at bimbo's, if you get there early, not only do you get a seat, but you get a table. and with tables come table service. and for us, table service meant a bottle of cheap champagne and three glasses. three because randall joined us later. he didn't stand in line early, but he benefited from our earliness (i made him make up for it by buying me bob's donuts afterwards).

the show was pretty fantastic. all the kids were out (hi laura, will, michelle and their friend astra, hi natalie and her pal dan, hi lauren and her husband who we saw walking across the street), and i thought it sounded great (even if nick thought it sounded too echoey). her voice is so unique and lovely, and the sound is just so dreamy.

you know what else is dreamy? PS22's version of beach house's zebra. mostly because children's choir + indie hipster dream sounds = awesometown. here's their version, followed by the beach house version for comparison sakes.

this morning randall and i braved the super raintown to meet alisha, nick, and their pals nikki and todd for a bit of brunch at the tipsy pig. we were headed to the sf vintners market afterwards and felt we should put a good base down first. the food was pretty delicious (bonus points for their thyme and cheddar biscuits with spicy honey and excellent bloody mary), but now i want to try their dinner to see if it's really top 100 worthy.

as an aside, the wine event was pretty fun. twenty bucks got us in and had us tasting all the wines we wanted (except for the fancy reserve ones in the back, you had to pay more to go there). the rainy weather seemed to lend itself to bigger reds, but we fought back and pretended it was rosé weather instead. my personal favorite was a smoky rosé that seemed to taste like a pepperjack cheese. seriously.

ps. this is my soggy wet too much wine face.