Livin' the Dream

It's the beginning of a three-day weekend, we snagged a table at Nara in the Lower Haight just before the end of seafood and sushi happy hour and at this very moment there's a generously-poured glass of ice cold prosecco making its way hastily through his bloodstream with another one on deck.

So yeah, Bevan should absolutely be grinning like a damn fool right now.