It’s great to be back in The City. I have been away for three months and forgot how amazing SF can be. Its only been a few days since I returned but I am already falling for this wonderful place once again. A couple of big contributors why I really enjoy being back are my friends and my kitties. These are parts of my life that I really missed. As i’m blogging right now, Miaosie is sitting on my lap. I was deprived of my Miaos for three months.

What is really weird is being back in SF and the apartment without Jenn. It feels out of place like I am missing something vital, maybe even a limb. Our bed feels wrong and it is just strangely quiet in the apartment. On the plus side, Cleo is cozying up to me more since Jenn is gone.

I am looking forward to life returning to normal when she gets back in August.

Tonight, I went out with my best mate Sean to catch up since we haven’t hung out for three months. A couple of weeks ago he sent me an email telling me he had his eye on a Prime Dip joint in Fillmore that we had to try when I got back to town.

When Sean told me we were going to eat prime dip sandwiches I didn’t realize that the name of the joint is Prime Dip. With a name like that the fare better live up to the hype.

The verdict - amazing,

The prime rib was moist and flavorfull on a crisp and toasty bun. When you dip in the Au Jus, the sandwitch didn’t get super soggy and retained some crunch even though the fluffy inner-part was filled with meaty-juice goodness. The cherry-on-top  was the spicy horseradish. Every time I took a big bite my nose and sinuses felt like they were on fire.

After the meal we went around the block to a bar I have never been or seen, which is crazy because I have ran on Fillmore, a cross street of this bar, many times and never noticed this place because it was tucked about half-a-block down O’Farrell. One of the reasons I love SF is the fact you can walk down a new block  and find something amazing you did not know existed before.

We had some high-end beer and a slab of maple bacon butter. Yeah, doesn’t that sound amazing. It was like eating a pancake wrapped in bacon.

Sean and I had a great conversation but the true highlight of the evening was when he accepted to be my Best Man. I put some serious thought into this because I have some great friends in my life. Sean and I go way back. We were inseparable growing up – like two  peas in a pod inseparable, but  we went our separate ways after high school. Now that we are back in the same area, we have reconnected over this past year and it feels like we have not missed a beat and seems like were becoming two peas in a pod once again.

With my best man squared away, now I have to settle the rest of my party. I already know who they are, I just have to tell/ask them to make it official.

Strength and Honor,

M