catching up, really

one nice thing about this latest trip of mine to san francisco was the chance i got to catch up with an old friend (a really old friend, pun intended. hahaha. joke!) of mine. he's turning a year older (and wiser) this wednesday. happy birthday, freddie!

the last time we saw each other was almost six months ago, at keena's wedding.

we had dinner in downtown san francisco, in an italian restaurant/café called segafredo. i dunno if this segafredo's the same with the segafredo in greenbelt 4. i had carbonara and he had fettucine. yumyum. (except for the almost one teaspoon of, i presume olive, oil i drained from my spaghetti. the garlic bread was cruncy and tasty while the bruschetta were quite delicious as well.

what to do after dinner? well, coffee but of course. i was in the mood for some peet's so we scoured a few blocks of downtown sf, reaching as far as the sony metreon. it was quite a long walk and i was beginning to convince myself that there was no peet's around. we passed by a starbucks and i did not even bother to look. (the anti-starbucks in me reared its ugly head.)

twenty blocks later (okay, i am exaggerating), i started hearing mother nature's faint calls (number one, not two). rush, rush, rush but we could not find a bar/resto/coffee shop that was open. i was left with a last recourse.

yes, thank you starbucks for saving me from a future kidney operation (and the possible embarrassment of peeing in my pants). and can you believe this? after ordering my venti white chocolate mocha, i asked the barista their store hours. 'we're open 24 hours,' she said.

wow. a haven for caffeine junkies such as me. heard there's also one in the valley. thanks.

[speaking of catching up, a friend spilled to me a few minutes ago the news that he just got married. yesterday. wow. congrats and best wishes!]

[segafredo zanetti | 235 powell st (between geary and o'farrell) | san francisco]