Horseshoes and Hand Grenades
Dear readers, I know I’ve been away for a while. And in my absence, much has changed. The beloved Eagle Tavern has closed for good, along with the Ace Cafe, both apparently falling under greed’s mighty axe. St. Mary’s pub has been sanitized to a hipster friendly sparkle, and Skip’s Tavern has been reincarnated as The Lucky Horseshoe.
If one can make a horseshoe lucky by simply stripping off the rust, shiny San Francisco should have good fortune to spare.
But I’m not so superstitious.