Yarn Bomb, Valencia Street

The tail end of a fine city day: two museums (Turner, both at the DeYoung and the Legion of Honor), lots of good food, some interesting urban strolls, and a finish of thick sipping chocolate before calling it a day. We found a Uyghur restaurant (halal Chinese food from Xinjiang/Kazakhstan) hidden in the back of a neighborhood bar; hand pulled noodles, yummy broth, pumpkin dumplings--a sense of simple sustaining home cooking. Luckily the parking gods were with us all day and we moved from neighborhood to neighborhood with ease. Now if we could just get rid of the incessant howling wind...I feel it blows my brains right out of my hair.

Hipstamatic: Lowy lens; Blanko film