The SF Lights Will Inspire You {To Sing Off Key} {Loudly}

Here's a question for you.

What do ...

A) A walk through Chinatown finding $0.85 BBQ pork buns (eighty five cents but how!),

(And photos nicked off of Snapchat)

B) A stop in Little Italy at our very favorite pizza place in all the world for a calzone and a slice of pepperoni pizza,

C) Running across the street to a very raucous bar to find that the Giants were in the 11th inning against the Nationals - and ending up getting treated to a round of beers by the nicest older couple, 

(PS this game went on for a total of 18 innings - the longest post-season game ever.)

(I'm not exactly saying we were the lucky charms, but I mean they did end up winning, didn't they.)

D) Belting Celine Dion and Phantom of the Opera and Mulan and such a random, cathartic lineup of belt-able songs at the top of our lungs for two hours in our own little private karaoke room for Hanna's birthday,

and E) straight up giving up on the last Caltrain out of SF,
have in common?
Why, this weekend, of course. And solid friendships. And San Francisco. And most importantly - yours truly.