Weekend Round-Up: City Punks

Rob headed off early on Saturday morning for a ride with the Mission team. I slept in while waiting for the fog to burn off. A quick jaunt to the Ferry Building farmer’s market during the only few hours of sun and warmth during the weekend. I bought dark purple, almost navy, sweet peas, heirloom potatoes, a loaf of pain epi and a new book before heading home again.

Rob returned from his 70 mile ride pretty exhausted. Lunch and a rest before Margaret arrived in the afternoon. We left Rob at home to recover and went to SFMOMA to visit the new Fisher collection and have a snack in the cafe.

At 6:30, Rob and I bundled up for a night out with my close family friend, and former nanny, Yvette. We rode our bike across town to have a delicious Italian dinner at Poesia in the Castro. I had farfalle with stuffed zucchini blossoms, grilled squid and a blueberry cheesecake tart. Yum!

After dinner, we walked over to Cafe du Nord to catch the Classics of Love show. A broken water pipe threatened to end the evening early but all was saved by emergency plumbing work and mopping. The show was only postponed for about an hour. I’m not much of a punk afficianado, but I had a great time in the front row rocking out with Yvette and a bunch of teenagers.

Toward the end of the set, a lively mosh pit got going and I was accidentally crushed between a few teenagers and the stage (I dumped my drink on the guitarist in the fall). We stuck around for the start of the Phenomenauts show and then called it a night. Back home on the bike through heavy, cold mist.

The next morning, I woke to found some pretty massive lumps on my knees and thigh from the mosh accident. Nothing serious, but it looks like my kneecaps had a run in with a mobster and baseball bat. Breakfast and the Sunday paper. The fog never burned off, but Rob and I decided to attempt an outting on bike. I made it to the bike store and REI before coming back home and calling it quits. The rest of the day was spent watching an old movie, napping and reading with my knees wrapped in ace bandages.