The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Backyard Buddies

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Yeah, so, I’ve got a few random stories this week.

We don’t have a backyard at our house in San Francisco, because – duh – of course we don’t.

Whenever we go to my parents’ place in Concord, Calvin and Toby run around like crazy in their backyard. Last week, Calvin was riding his bike, and Toby decided to lay down right in front of him. I’m not sure what Toby was thinking. Maybe it was so form of protest about the current political climate or maybe he just thought it was the perfect sunny spot. I started to worry that it was going to turn into a game of chicken, and Calvin was going to run him over. Instead, Calvin got off his bike and laid down on the ground with him.

If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em, I guess.

So anyway, one of my favorite places to eat and drink is Cato’s in Oakland. It’s got a great beer menu and a wide variety of food options, including a few vegan dishes. I love it there. Plus, it’s kid friendly. I’ve been looking for the San Francisco equivalent of Cato’s, and I think I’ve finally found it. It’s been right in front of me all along. It’s Rosamunde on Mission Street.

It’s only one BART stop away from us. It’s got a great beer list. Of course, they mainly serve sausages there, including a few delicious vegan sausages, but they are slowly expanding their menu to include burgers, veggie burgers and pretzels. It’s all good.

What’s funny is David and I have been going there since Calvin was first born. We would roll in with our strollers at 10 a.m. on Saturdays or Sundays, and have a big ol’ beer with our breakfast.

Calvin coveting my beer in June 2012 at Rosamunde.

I’ve been saying for years, “I wish we had a Cato’s in San Francisco,” but Rosamunde is already our Cato’s. I’ve been so blind.

Oh, yeah, so, our cat friend returned this week. She hadn’t been around for several weeks, and once again I assumed the worst. She was looking so skinny and limping a little, but now David tells me that she’s filled out a little and the limping has stopped. Maybe she’s on the road to recovery.

“I always feel like someone is watching me.”

And I’ll end this blog post with a photo of me and good buddy Corso at the A’s game for Pride Night, because it’s a really cute photo of us.

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Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/mocker/goober/mother in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, podcast, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

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