Heard this story on NPR this morning. LOVE this description of San Francisco. Very charming.
“But this is San Francisco, the land of mist and honey, a city where we can wear sweaters any day of the year, where even the hottest of days finds salvation in the cascade of fog over the Twin Peaks. We live on a peninsula separated from the mainland by a beneficent marine layer as charming as a mystery novel. Like Camelot, the winter is forbidden ‘til December and July and August may not be too hot.”