We’re falling in love with our ‘hood — the Laurel District.
This past weekend was a packed one for us, but we’re still high off the annual Laurel Street Fair, on MacArthur Boulevard, just a couple blocks from our house.
Wow. It’s been a long time since I went to a street fair that wasn’t about twentysomethings getting wasted, naked, and puking/peeing on other people’s property.
This was an awesome celebration of community, with some funkyass soul music and some amazing food (even vegan!).
And beer! All street fairs need beer.
We strutted the streets and let Sammy meet his neighbors while scrounging roast pig scraps. And I was happy to see my former coworker, Autumn, out with her boys, Masai and Asante. They also live in the Laurel, turns out.
The weather was a perfect, 94619-sunny-and-80-degrees. We stopped by the Laurel Ace Hardware on our walk home and picked up some lumber for some small projects and some parts for our new MECHANICAL LAWNMOWER…
Too bad we were lured back into SF later that night to to use our free VIP passes to Outside Lands. Trent snags them through work every year. Next year — nah. We’ll just stick around the street fair. We’re too old for Outside Lands, we’ve discovered, and screw the fog.
HELLA LOVE THE LAUREL.