My walk home from work is always an exercise in resilience. Fantasies of running away to a farmhouse hidden in some small coastal town weigh heavy on my mind. I know people who never get this kind of live entertainment in a lifetime; cops wrestling chemical-filled hobos to the ground, a cheating husband being chased by a baby-carrying, knife-wielding wife and third alarm crack-hotel fires, all in a 2-mile vicinity. San Francisco you are like those men I hate to love. This little refreshing number helped me rehydrate and recuperate from the world that says fuck you.
Juice one cucumber and small watermelon. Top it off with a little blackberry. Enough for two. If you have extra, pour some in an ice tray. Perfect flavored ice cubes to bring some life to a glass of water or mint capirinhas, recipe to come soon. I love summertime.
