Crusin’ with the Ghet…Lauren’s version
Can I tell you what a cranky mood that I was in on Saturday? Ok, I will. I was hot. I was worn out from a blah night of CrushLab and then Steps of Rome the night before. And I admit that I was having a little pity party about being a single girl who had to drive up to the city that night, once again, all alone.
But as I drove around the warehouses around Hunter’s Point, on the phone with Anna trying to figure out if she was going to make it, I started getting excited about my first Ghetto Gourmet experience.
The minute I walked in the door, Jeremy (Mr. Ghetto Gourmet himself) was there to welcome me. I felt like I had been invited to dinner party with a bunch of friends who I just happened to not know yet. We lounged around on the pillows and low tables as the we were served course after course of delicious local food. Some people said that it was too hot to eat very much, but nothing stops me from clearing my plate, not even annoying heat waves.
Before we knew it, it was time to load up on the bad-ass yellow fire truck turned party-mobile. This is when the party really got started. Or maybe this is when the wine started kicking in. I suddenly felt like a teenager off to prom. The tunes were cranked, the wind was blowing through my hair, and I started dancing and woo-HOOing at everyone staring at us from the sidewalks.
This is the way to see the city. We cruised along the Embarcadero, waving at everyone leaving the ballpark. We crawled along Fisherman’s Wharf and took pictures of the crowds. We made our way up Columbus and watched people eating at the sidewalk tables of all the Italian restaurants. We craned our necks to see the skyscrapers of the financial district.
The whole night rocked. I can’t wait to do it again. Jeremy and his friends have all sorts of ideas for events that they want to plan. We’re talking naked people, sushi, and exotic locations (maybe even San Jose!). I’ll be watching their mailing list closely. Plus the make it so easy: just sign up for the mailing list, make reservations and pay via PayPal, and they do the rest. Just be sure to make your reservations early. A few of my friends wanted to go, but couldn’t because they put off making reservations until the day before.
Thank Jeremy, Dave, Cody, and everyone else for putting on such a great event! You made me happy to be a single girl in the Bay Area again! (Even if I did get stuck in nightmare traffic on 101 driving home at 3AM, but that’s another story.)