Mission Mission

Iron Davy spotted these down in Austin somewheres. (Beats #hotttsex, don’t it?)

Davy, for God’s sake, please tell me you’ve bought a bushel and’re gonna unload them on Valencia Street somewheres for $80 apiece.

Link.

Update: Davy just sent over waaay more pics. Thanks, Davy!

Rick Abruzzo got in touch to tell me about some upcoming free pancake thing at El Rio, and then he’s all oh and by the way, “ANTHONY BOURDAIN WILL BE AT PCR STUDIO EITHER 21ST OR 22ND END OF MARCH* TO START A SHOOT FOR AN SF NO RESERVATIONS” (double emphasis added).

Oh my god, right? Who doesn’t watch Tony’s show the whole time wishing he’d come do an episode about super burritos and chicharrones and bacon-wrapped hotdogs and perhaps certain other local street-food outlets?

Rick continues, “I know the story arc is his on-going war with vegans. Wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to torch Herbivore, slander Millennium or bitch about the price of Greens.”

Uhh, what about Cafe Platitude? I’d love to see Tony try to order an I Am Jack’s Raging Bile Duct.

And for that matter, I’d love to see Tony have a picnic in Dolores Park with Meave.

In any case, he’ll for sure drop by Pirate Cat for an “early morning appearance to try [their] Bacon Maple Latte and bitch about vegans on the air.”

Rick, thanks for the tip, and PLEASE steer Tony toward everything great (and great to vilify) about the Mission.

Tony’s Travel Channel blog is here.

Photo of Melanie Dunea‘s photo by Dulamae.

*UPDATE: Source says date range may have been too specific.

He was the first American President to sleep on Guatemalan soil. So says Becca.

Mission Mission contributor Becca is currently on an extended tour around Central America, and she’s staying in touch via Travel Maven, Large Jet. Since the Mission owes a lot to Central America, I feel like we should keep an eye on her travels. This week, she’s in San Andrés, Guatemala. Link.

Previously:

Becca Gets Attacked by an Ocelot

Becca Rides The Washing Machine Bike

What a riot! I don’t know, it’d ultimately probably be pretty annoying if we had these guys caravanning around the Mission, but it might be fun for a minute. Motorists honking at them as they try to left turn off of Valencia onto 22nd, in unison. Carlos Reyes has a whole day’s worth of Fisherman’s Wharf adventure, here.

Becca is in Belize now, and she got attacked by a motherfucking ocelot! Thank goodness she’s okay.

Related:

Bai Ling and her Ocelot today at Naked Seduction 永恒的诱惑.

Dolores Park Ocelot Attack a few months ago at Mission Mission.

Our friend Becca is breaking new ground every day down there in Guatemala. Earlier this month, she brought us the blender bike and the washing-machine bike, and now she’s started blogging using photos of pages out of her journal! Makes for a good read (and there are pictures — breathtaking pictures — of other things too). Link.

I posted this originally about a year ago, but that was back before anybody was reading. Anyway, I got tacos at Jimboy’s today, and they really hit the spot, so here it is again.

Originally:

.02 Mile Scenic Drive-Thru Sign at Jimboy’s Tacos in Sacramento Pokes Fun at San Francisco’s 49-Mile Scenic Drive Signs

Our buddy Becca (whom you may remember as the author of such beloved Mission Mission posts as The Phonebooth Actually Very Pleasant Before Dark and Construction Camp on Valencia Street) recently left the Mission for greener pastures. She’s mixing business, pleasure, activism and maybe some higher learning on an extended tour around Central America.

Fortunately, Becca’s documenting her adventure on her blog Travel Maven, Large Jet (I think the title is some sort of travel writer injoke). Yesterday, she talked a bit about a few weeks she spent with an NGO called MayaPedal in Guatemala.

MayaPedal designs and builds “bicycle machines” for use in areas of the world where electricity and mechanization isn’t yet quite freeflowing. Becca got to make hot sauce with the blender bike (!), peanut butter with the mill bike (!), and wash her clothes with the laundry bike! (!!) So like, do you have to get a pro cyclist in there if you want to puree, or your muddy jeans need permanent press, or you don’t like your peanut butter chunky?

She also got to wield a machete. Link.

Woke up this morning to a correspondence from a friend from Mumbai. It begins, “Well we are all fine. But the city is burning. Cant even begin to tell you how horrible it is.”

She talks about a few other things too before closing with, “Btw, happy thanksgiving! I am glad atleast some part of the world has reason to celebrate. As long as that happens, there’s always hope        “