Something To Miss About San Francisco

Last night Chris and I were talking about beers we like.  I was saying that there are some beers I love, but only on certain occasions.  For example, once in a while after work I might like to relax with a Guinness, or on a hot day I might like a Hefeweizen with a lemon wedge, but I wouldn't necessarily want either in the opposite situation.  It made me think about San Francisco and the phenomenon of 9 a.m. football games...

Nothing eases you into watching the Hokies play at 9 a.m. Pacific Standard Time like a Blue Moon with a slice of orange. It's not easy watching football or drinking alcohol at 9 a.m., but sometimes it's necessary.  You have to pick the right beer for the job.  One time in particular I remember stopping by one of my all time favorite places in SF, La Boulange, for a to-go order of their crazy delicious granola with fruit and greek yogurt, getting a cup of coffee, and then heading to the bar. 

 

Eating breakfast in a bar can feel awkward, but the day isn't going to go well if you skip this meal. A Blue Moon with an orange slice beside your breakfast is like completing the meal with orange juice... sort of.