September 07, 2003
aloha, hill street

Today we'll take the last of the donations away from 16 Hill street, leaving only regency and the DSL modem chugging away for the next few days. Some of the things i'll miss about that house:

-- The lovely tall ceilings.
-- The way the catacombs never, ever got above 65 or 70.
-- My herbs. Not the fanciest of herb gardens, but my first gardening since i was a kid, really.
-- Lost Weekend Video, and our proximity thereo. I'm sure we'll see those cats around and about in the future. We're always running into them, it seems.
-- Last Supper Club, and our fabulous bartenders there.
-- The pub. (aka the Liberties. Many a pint were consumed there, and the fries are terrific. I'm comforted by knowing that i can always get a "Hey, how ya doin'?" from Eugene, no matter how infrequently i go.
-- Also on that corner: Que Tal. La Focaccia. Tao Cafe. The giant rubber-band ball.
-- The folks who run my corner store. Even if they do want to know when we're having kids.
-- David and Andy.
-- Being but a block from Lucca Ravioli. There's nothing easier to making a smashing cocktail party or dinner party on almost no notice when Lucca's open. That reminds me, i need another case of prosecco.
-- The produce market at 24th and Valencia, and its proprieters. Amazingly good cheap produce.
-- El Farolito's al pastor burritos, with avocado & cheese, but no salsa. Best al pastor in the Misison, and big chunks of avocado.
-- Molly scaring people from the guest bathroom.
-- For some reason, the bench in my backyard whose slats were perpetually breaking.
-- Knowing that the ladies on the wall and the dial on the ceiling were originals, from 1878.
-- Random visits from Forrest, on his way home from Aquarius.
-- Tartine. Bi-rite. Walking past Leather Tongue video on the way, and seeing what's in the window.
-- Timos. Limon. Ti Couz. Alma.
-- Colleen and her ruby & sapphire, a block from my house. Sometimes with good movies playing just outside.
-- Proximity to the Leckmans. An easy 5 block walk makes for easy quick visits, shared walks, and good fun all around. Our house was the first house Ely got to know after he learned where his new home was.
-- The walk down Valencia to 16th. That's my drag, man.
-- Three great bookstores in one block. Modern Times. Dog Eared Books. Borderlands.
-- Near there, Currents - the cute little Japanese bath & whatnots shop that i didn't go into for far too long, but now adore.
-- All the memories of three years with James locked up in those walls.
-- Random Indian ice cream on long walks home from the Farmer's Market.
-- Being walking distance from Zuni Cafe.
-- 4 blocks from the 24th and Mission BART stop.
-- The Mission-Bartlett garage, and the folks who run it.

Posted by meriko at September 07, 2003 08:27 AM
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My parents made an impromptu visit to the city Saturday so Tad and I took them to dinner at Da Luisa's for some homey italian(ish) food. As I watched the sun set over the Space Fork on Twin Peaks up the street, I felt this weird pang coming from the direction of your old house. Or rather, as I considered the half block walk to your old house - that I will probably never make again - I felt a small wave of nostalgia, and regret that you My Friend weren't buzzing around your kitchen with R sucked into some game on the computer downstairs, with Goblin haunting some dark corner of the house. It was like I felt a mental echo of you in your old house.

And then before any sadness set in, I thought about the next 10 walks I would make to your new house - which is really only about 6 more blocks away. And how I'd learn all the cracks in the pavement and experiment with new routes to get there. And I wondered how many trips it will take Ely to start nosing up the stairway to your front door without my prompting.

I guess we'll find out! : )

Posted by: mrs l. on September 7, 2003 09:34 PM
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