August, that time of year when the days are at their doggiest and the ice cream starts melting down your hand before you even get the change back in your pocket. Oh wait, that’s everywhere else. In San Francisco, just dial up the last six months’ weather report, the one that says 59. The only noticeable difference between August and February is the days are slightly longer, except of course when the summer fog rolls and makes it seem like the sun has just set, so I guess, nevermind. Continue reading Best of August in the Bay Area →