Friday, January 8, 2010

Postcards From San Francisco: Feel the Teal

Today I'm kicking off a new running feature I'm calling Postcards From San Francisco. This feature may occasionally touch upon fashion and style, and may even be accompanied by photos of what I'm wearing, but it's equally likely not to feature clothes at all. Its main purpose is really to bring you little snippets of life in San Francisco, and more importantly, snippets of life outside my office. I have a few reasons for starting up this feature:

  • Posting nothing but work outfits every day gets sort of dull, so I got the notion that I should mix things up a little.
  • San Francisco is an interesting place and it influences me in lots of ways, fashion included. So it really isn't too much of a stretch to make it more of a presence in this blog.
  • I love my city dearly, and I feel like running features about it will inspire me to explore it in different ways.

This feature isn't meant to be a comprehensive guide to living in the city, especially since my experience here is quite different from say, someone in their 20's or someone my age with a husband, kids, and a giant mortgage. But I think it'll be fun, and if it gets good feedback then I'll keep on doing it. For now I'd say these features will appear every few weeks, or as often as I have something interesting to share. So with that, let's get started!

Today's feature is about sports, or specifically, hockey. Now San Francisco is an interesting place for sports, because as a city we aren't really very fervent sports fans, and yet we have a number of professional teams right here. Much of the fan base for bay area teams comes from central valley cities such as Sacramento, and as far as ice hockey goes, most San Franciscans couldn't care less. Go a few miles south to San Mateo or beyond, and you'll find a completely different story: sports bars abound in which the Sharks games always pack in the fans, but up here you'll be hard-pressed to get a bartender to turn on the game even during the playoffs. Most SF sports bars will show anything but hockey, even if neither team is local.

Such is the dilemma for my best friend Laura and I, both longtime Sharks fans, when it's game night and we want to go out for Girls' Night Out and watch it. As I think I've mentioned before, I don't have any TV reception at my apartment. This was a conscious decision I made when I moved here, because I wanted to make sure I got out and did more interesting things than watch TV, things such as, um, hanging around in bars (Shh! Don't judge!). So as a result, Laura and I really have no choice but to pound the pavement every time, searching for just one bar that'll accommodate our zeal for teal.

On the night in question, I donned my Sharks hoodie, teal cap, and the ultimate in sports fan attire, my Wendy Brandes swear rings. I decided to wear them in the more aggressive, fist-friendly orientation, in case there were any Anaheim Ducks fans lurking around. We started out at Aces, a divey sports bar in the Tenderloin neighborhood. I arrived before Laura and made sure that the bartender was willing to turn the game on before I'd order my first drink. Having secured at least one TV monitor, I happily sat down with my beer, and soon Laura joined me. But we had mistakenly thought the bar served food, and after the first period we hungrily wandered down the street in search of the perfect spot to eat, drink, and cheer for our team.

We found our ideal location at the most unlikely of spots: a hip, trendy restaurant-bar called Fly. Never in a million years would I have thought of it, but once we set foot in the door it all became clear: as soon as we saw the giant flat screen TV and room full of bored-looking, disaffected hipsters who were conscientiously ignoring it, we knew we had come to the right place. We merrily spent the rest of the evening cheering the Sharks to a glorious victory, eating gourmet pizza, and occasionally talking hockey with our new favorite bartender. F@#! YEAH!

So what did we learn about our fair city? It's actually a great place to watch hockey, provided you stay away from the sports bars.


Anonymous said...

What a great topic! You live in one of the best cities in the world, so it's appropriate to celebrate it.

I spent a week in SF for my honeymoon. I strengthened my thighs walking up and down those hilly streets (including crazy Lombard Street). Ate Ghirardelli chocolates, rode a bicycle over the Golden Gate Bridge (where, fortunately, at that moment nobody was jumping off) and had a garlic-frenzy at The Stinking Rose.

I was impressed by the youthful, Bohemian feel of the place. A fun town. Tell us more!

LPC said...

Looking forward to this. And now optimistic about outerwear resource information:).

Audi said...

LPC: Yes! I have not forgotten about the resource info. I'm thinking I'll create a list in the sidebar of the local places I shop. If you're looking for more specific info (and more immediately, because I may not get around to it for a week or so), just shoot me an email -- -- and let me know what you're looking for.

Susan B said...

What a great idea for a series of posts!

My sister and I had a similar problem trying to watch World Cup soccer. Finally we ended up at an almost deserted place with a bartender who understood that "them that's paying gets to call the tune" and let us watch WC over the complaints of other patrons who weren't drinking as much beer as we were.

Alyssa said...

Ha ha, I like this new idea of yours. I also really like your outfit (esp the jeans) and especially those rings! I think it would be funny if someone dressed up in anime and wore them ^_^

Thanks for sharing!

Alex said...

I love it! It's always neat to get a few secret gem spots from people who actually live in a city.
And how ironic is it that you have to search for a place that will play a hockey game, when I live in Vancouver (BC) (a Hockey obsessed city!) and I have to search for places that are willing to donate a single tv for an NBA basketball game...(not easy specially when a Canadian team makes the playoffs!)

spottedroo said...

Oh dear. Your outfits alone make me so homesick for SF. If you start posting about other great stuff in the city too I think I might cry.

Maya said...

Hi Audi. I hope you don't mind me asking here but someone from YLF referred me to your amazing blog. Long story short: I have a big hat that I desperately want to make smaller. I have one of those abnormally small heads that is better suited to vintage hats. You may see pictures here:

I hope you can point me in the right direction! Sorry this isn't really relevant but I was not sure where else to contact you. Thanks!

Audi said...

Maya: I suspect that all you need is some milliner's reducing tape, which is pretty much just like that foam weather stripping that you can get at Home Depot or a hardware store. The other way to resize a hat would be to sew in an adjustable band, but that would require a lot of additional expense. I've got a roll of reducing tape -- if you want to email me with your address, I can send you enough to do your hat, since it's not worth it for you to buy a whole roll. My email is

Sheila said...

What a fun topic!

My husband is a fan of Joe Thornton (he's a Bruins fan), so once in a while, I see Sharks games. I love that you are showing your team colours!

WendyB said...

I stole your beautiful photo for my Facebook fan page!

s.i. michaels said...

I love the idea of mixing it up. I sometimes think my range is too broad but I love seeing what people are up to.

Kaija said...

This is great! I've been reading your blog for a few months now (pointed this way by a fellow female nerd friend) to get some ideas on how to break out of my girl scientist clothing rut and to find out that you're also a hockey fan is fabulous!

Love the outfits and glad to hear that there are other women out there whose idea of a good girls' night out is going out and having a beer while watching hockey :)

scarabee said...

You are going to make me cry for missing my city with these posts!

Deborah said...

Aaaaah Audi! My youngest daughter lived for 10 short months in your city and I fell in love with it and managed to visit her five times while she was there.

I want to move there.

I want pasta and wine from Uncle Vito's! listen to me whining