8th Ave, betw. 18th-19th. 28 beers, cider on tap. Good food, ambience. Run by 3 Irish guys. Before leaving, bartender Barry made me a great Irish Coffee and informed me that this drink originated in Ireland after WWII and was not invented in San Francisco at the Buena Vista Cafe by Stanton Delaplane in the ’50s, as SF lore would have it.
This panorama is a bit skewed.

Yesterday I discovered the espresso hangout in Waimea, called Aloha-n-Paradise, run by the very lively Candy Baar. While waiting for Candy to make my latte, I spotted a dust-covered bottle on a shelf on the porch. It was an exquisite little bamboo house, complete with 2 people and a palm tree impossibly ensconced in a bottle with a rusty cap with a diameter of about 1-1/4 inches. Did they build it inside the bottle, or have it folded so they could slip it in and then pull it erect?

I had to have it. Candy and I agreed on a price and when I get back, it’ll be a star exhibit in the Shelter office.

Coffee is excellent and there’s an art gallery and wi-fi connection.