Mamis in the City

Sometimes you meet people and you feel like you could have known them your whole life. If I would have grown up in the bay area I have no doubt we would have been fast friends long ago.

Listening to our mother's speak, retelling stories of old San Francisco and Mexico, in a parallel continuum. I think our great great great grandparents somewhere in Mexico, must have crossed paths at sometime. It is so rare to have such familiarity with someone you met just a few years before.

I just take it all in, and smile. Another perfect day with the mamis.

I think the city appreciates them too:
The booth at the Cafe Majestic was ready when we arrived
We talked so much we didn't notice we were the last ones in the cafe
The sunny day encouraged us to make our way from Pac Heights to the Yerba Buena Gardens
We stopped into the historic St. Patricks Church
Made our way to the rooftop Samovar Tea Lounge
Listened, laughed, shared, and continued a new tradition...