<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473</id><updated>2011-07-07T14:09:27.321-07:00</updated><category term='Peeps'/><category term='Spots'/><category term='Munchies'/><title type='text'>This Is Why You Should Move to San Francisco</title><subtitle type='html'>An Online Petition To Get My Friends to Join Me In San Francisco</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-3033562670752956743</id><published>2009-10-06T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:44:02.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spots'/><title type='text'>8 | Japantown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/Ssw1xcGoaPI/AAAAAAAAABE/vh3x_YkUhVQ/s1600-h/japantown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/Ssw1xcGoaPI/AAAAAAAAABE/vh3x_YkUhVQ/s400/japantown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389741977529510130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Japantown is our happy place that we visit every few weeks when we need our Ramen fix. I am Godzilla attacking Nick the Sumo Wrestler. Also a literal interpretation of our relationship. Clearly, I am winning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-3033562670752956743?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/3033562670752956743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-japantown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/3033562670752956743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/3033562670752956743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-japantown.html' title='8 | Japantown'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/Ssw1xcGoaPI/AAAAAAAAABE/vh3x_YkUhVQ/s72-c/japantown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-1565850294056437759</id><published>2009-10-06T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:37:44.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchies'/><title type='text'>7 | Cowgirl Creamery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SswzDLBAuPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-5gBDXxMVXc/s1600-h/cowgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SswzDLBAuPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-5gBDXxMVXc/s400/cowgirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389738983645296882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all know that happy cows come from California. This cheese comes from the happiest and most elated cows in the entire state. You can literally taste their happiness when you bite into this miraculous  cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cowgirlcreamery.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowgirl Creamery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-1565850294056437759?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/1565850294056437759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-cowgirl-creamery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/1565850294056437759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/1565850294056437759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-cowgirl-creamery.html' title='7 | Cowgirl Creamery'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SswzDLBAuPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-5gBDXxMVXc/s72-c/cowgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-5601834855982506609</id><published>2009-10-06T23:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:35:02.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spots'/><title type='text'>6 | The Painted Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SswxOlzYvcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4K4gHot7D_o/s1600-h/painted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SswxOlzYvcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4K4gHot7D_o/s400/painted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389736980791213506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's be honest--who doesn't love this San Francisco landmark? Every time I pass by these pastel Victorians in Alamo Square, I hear the theme music from Full House, remember Uncle  Jesse, and smile. "Everywhere you look (everywhere), There's a heart (there's a heart), A hand to hold on to..." So true, my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-5601834855982506609?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/5601834855982506609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-painted-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/5601834855982506609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/5601834855982506609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-painted-ladies.html' title='6 | The Painted Ladies'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SswxOlzYvcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4K4gHot7D_o/s72-c/painted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-2799395422634561541</id><published>2009-10-06T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:36:28.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchies'/><title type='text'>5 | Rose Geranium Macarons from Miette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/Sswuo7MlEgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tXDQb5QV7CM/s1600-h/rosemacarons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/Sswuo7MlEgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tXDQb5QV7CM/s400/rosemacarons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389734134675739138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These lovelies taste like a little piece of heaven. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I walk by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Miette&lt;/span&gt; in the Ferry Building, I can't resist their allure and end up purchasing at least one for myself and one for whoever is lucky enough to be with me at the time. These crunchy almond cookies with their fragrant and creamy rose flavored filling are simply &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miettecakes.com/"&gt;Miette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-2799395422634561541?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/2799395422634561541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-rose-geranium-macarons-from-miette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/2799395422634561541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/2799395422634561541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-rose-geranium-macarons-from-miette.html' title='5 | Rose Geranium Macarons from Miette'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/Sswuo7MlEgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tXDQb5QV7CM/s72-c/rosemacarons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-9082287062814575305</id><published>2009-09-29T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:52:33.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spots'/><title type='text'>4 | Dolores Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLwLZE60xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4snlnor4vXA/s1600-h/dolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLwLZE60xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4snlnor4vXA/s400/dolo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387132182789280530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't care what anyone says-- I love Dolores Park. This park was one of the places that enticed me to move to San Francisco. Nestled between the Mission and the Castro, this is where San Francisco's various walks of life collide. Hipsters, hippies, queens, punks and everyone in between descend on this hotbed of activity to drink, play music, and enjoy other outdoor activities.  The top of park offers the most lovely views of the San Francisco skyline and I love nothing more than to grab a patch of grass and a cold beer and soak in the scene on a lazy Sunday afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-9082287062814575305?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/9082287062814575305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-dolores-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/9082287062814575305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/9082287062814575305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-dolores-park.html' title='4 | Dolores Park'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLwLZE60xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4snlnor4vXA/s72-c/dolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-4333654784620983190</id><published>2009-09-29T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:39:38.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchies'/><title type='text'>3 | Garlic Fries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLsFdImOvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lAH_xBVqT64/s1600-h/garlic_fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLsFdImOvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lAH_xBVqT64/s400/garlic_fries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387127682752723698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I consider myself a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;connoisseur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; of street food, particularly the fried or cheese-covered variety (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mozzarepa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; anyone?), yet I had never met garlic fries until I came to San Francisco. I'm told this is the West-Coast's answer to Canada's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;poutine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; (fries covered in cheese curds and gravy). These delectable treats are exactly what they sounds like: golden delicious french fries smothered in sauce of garlic and parsley. Their glorious aroma fills the air at street fairs and baseball games-they're hard to resist. However, be forewarned, they will remain on your breath for approximately three days post-consumption. Consider it an added bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-4333654784620983190?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/4333654784620983190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-garlic-fries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/4333654784620983190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/4333654784620983190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-garlic-fries.html' title='3 | Garlic Fries'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLsFdImOvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lAH_xBVqT64/s72-c/garlic_fries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-4421046975509455262</id><published>2009-09-29T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:38:53.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spots'/><title type='text'>2 | The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLqjjJ6zNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uNSQxc2bmas/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLqjjJ6zNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uNSQxc2bmas/s400/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387126000741698770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the amazing things about San Francisco is there are clean and lovely beaches all around you. Yes, both NYC and Chicago have beaches, but in New York it takes at least an hour to get there and in Chicago, you can barely ever dip your feet in the water due to e. coli warnings. Out here on this tiny peninsula,  you can enjoy the smell of salty sea air and the sand between your toes all year round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-4421046975509455262?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/4421046975509455262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/4421046975509455262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/4421046975509455262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-beach.html' title='2 | The Beach'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLqjjJ6zNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uNSQxc2bmas/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442226355908824473.post-323985811120708248</id><published>2009-09-29T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:39:16.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peeps'/><title type='text'>1 | Nick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLn48gTwNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NHIPitDkw-A/s1600-h/mrnick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLn48gTwNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NHIPitDkw-A/s400/mrnick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387123069788864722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a little cheezy, but I guess I need to start with the #1 reason why I moved to San Francisco: Nick. He also happens to be a good reason for anyone to move to San Francisco because he's a kind and intelligent guy, a great friend, and he loves to cook. Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442226355908824473-323985811120708248?l=move2sf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/feeds/323985811120708248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-nick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/323985811120708248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442226355908824473/posts/default/323985811120708248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://move2sf.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-nick.html' title='1 | Nick'/><author><name>MissGabbers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16372515952269801977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AaeOikv6Jb0/SsLn48gTwNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NHIPitDkw-A/s72-c/mrnick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
