Unfortunately we're taking a hiatus from our beloved tradition of Taco Thursday at work, so we had to take matters into our own hands.

This one goes out to Kim.

The first notably cold day in SF made me nostalgic for these mementos of my youth...

Behold Freaky Freezies, magic gloves that change colors when it's cold out.

Apparently they've actually been called Freezy Freakies all this time, but whatever. I had pink ones and those babies were the hotness.

Proof that I'm not the only person in SF who's already begun the countdown.

This lady already has her Christmas turtleneck on...

I spy a stocking!

Yes, I know it's creepy that I took photos of a stranger on the bus but SHH...pretend I'm Gossip Girl.

XOXO

R.I.P. Rupert, the cutest little mini deer in all the land.  I wanted him for Christmas, but after discussing the fate of the once-adorable Knut the polar bear (who went on to be a sex-addicted beast), Molly convinced me that it's probably better this way. His heart was too big for this world and I may never love anything again.

Either way, I'll be taking the afternoon off to mourn. 

But I really dig the shiny shiny suit look, as seen on Robert Downey Jr. and Adrien Brody. Razzle Dazzle.

During a Saturday morning viewing of "Stepmom" on the ABC Family Channel, a conversation between my roommate - who we've affectionately nicknamed 'Dumpling' - and myself...

Me: "I love when things get dramatic on TV and the kid gets to yell 'Shut up, you're not my real mom/dad.' Cliched, yet awesome."

Dumpling: "Yeah. See, this is why I could never adopt. Because then they could yell things like that at me. And they'd be right, and I'd feel awful... But I still want a black baby someday."

*It should be noted that Dumpling is half Thai, half Chinese, and 100% awesome. The real test is how much time will elapse before she realizes I'm exposing her on the worldwideweb.

Feeling a lot of pressure to kick things off with a little brilliance but I just spent 4 hours watching delightfully mindless teen soaps, so I've got visions of starlets dancing in my head and not much else.  This leaves me with the eternal Saturday morning/afternoon question: what's for brunch?

I'm bored of my go-tos in the Haight, my absolutes favorites (Zazie and Universal Cafe) would require more ambition than I'm packing right now, so I'm at a loss. I'll leave it up to my loyal followers (attn: Molly and Kim):  who's got a groundbreaking, undiscovered, gem of a brunch option?