SF Day 1

So I arrive in SF, get off the plane, get on BART, and proceed directly to the taqueria, luggage in tow. The usual was ordered: carnitas burrito, hold the rice, refried beans, crema, avocado. Unfortunately, my usual spot, El Toro, had clearly declined in quality since my last visit a year ago, but it was freakin' good enough.

Of course, from there, I couldn't leave well enough alone so I proceeded to go to Tartine for a frangipane croissant, and, um, then Monk's Kettle for an imperial stout. This trip is sponsored by thisiswhyyourefat.com