buenas tardes amigo

Saturday morning I headed into the city for some food and art, first strolling up to Dolores Park where if it hadn't been pouring down rain the annual Cinco De Mayo fiesta would have been in full swing.  As it was the two stages stood wet and empty, sadly devoid of dancers and musicians, and the brave vendors sat huddled under their tents waiting for the skies to clear.  I purchased some fresh strawberries and nibbled on them while I made the rounds, but eventually hightailed it over to Ti Couz where I cozied up to the crepe bar and ordered myself a bloody Mary with my brunch.  My favorite SF creperie has not escaped the effects of the recession and has had to cut back staff shifts as well as eliminate their specials.  Luckily the crepes on the menu have always been and still are divine, and I encourage everyone to stop in soon to help make sure they survive.  My heart would break if they closed.