Oakland is a city in the east bay, as in east of the San Francisco Bay. As a family we had trepidation about visiting this part of the universe. Geographically so close yet seemed not to click in our conscience as something we would enjoy or feel safe or clean. Lot of negative press stems from this part of California and it has not been on our radar like some other towns. Not being fan of any ball games also precludes a visit to the Coliseum or its neighboring Oracle Arena where basketball is played. Uncertain is how we felt about visiting and hanging out and exploring things we cherish like history and food. Food, which to us is the whole purpose of being. That changed this weekend. A few more tips from the social circle (or is it social polygon given we do not have that many friends to make a circle?) and we decided we will take the plunge. Some strong ethnic hunger lured us in. It was to be either great Korean Galbi or the goodness...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!