Scout and I are pleased to tell you that we fulfilled a lifelong dream: we spent three hours in traffic on our way to the City to record a soundbite for KQED. To be clear, the traffic wasn’t the dream (though it has become eerily nostalgic.) Recording a radio story was the dream and, thanks to KQED and Scout’s Whole40 Challenge, it came true.
Possible “fame mongering”
Before we go any further, Scout wants you to know that I was “a little bit of a fame monger.” I asked him what he means by “fame monger” and he explained that “A fame monger is a person who goes to the City with their rabbit to record a radio story and then proceeds to talk the whole time so the rabbit can’t get in a word edgewise.” Of course, this is a gross accusation since I’ve never “mongered” in my life.
“A fame monger is a person who goes to the City with their rabbit to record a radio story and then proceeds to talk the whole time so the rabbit can’t get in a word edgewise.”
For the record, Scout’s radio voice leaves much to be desired. In order to spare him almost certain embarrassment, I spoke for us. Scout says he’s “highly unconvinced by this story”, but I’m unsure how he can feel slighted when KQED’s editor included this in the back announce:
I think it’s pretty obvious who the real “mongerer” is. Besides, thanks to my radio story on KQED, we had an excuse to go the City and write off those Bay Bridge tolls as business expenses. If you ask me, Scout should give me my $14 in toll fees back. (Readers, he’s fallen silent and is glaring at me from across the room. Don’t worry, he’ll just eat one of my books and we’ll be even… for today.)
No proof. Just dreams.
It turns out that recording a radio piece is more stressful than it sounds, especially if you suffer from unrelenting self-doubt like Scout and I do. Nonetheless, we had a grand time. In fact, we had such a grand time that we forgot to take pictures. This is a major regret since Scout really wanted to brag on his Instagram account. (I guess you could say that he wanted to “fame monger”.) Instead, you’ll just have to check out KQED’s Perspectives page for proof of our adventure. Or better yet, here’s a picture of the disposable water cup the sound engineer gave us. I stuck my visitor name tag on it and then promptly recycled that waxy water vessel.
After our two minutes of KQED fame, Scout and I aimlessly wandered the City. As we wandered, we stumbled upon something remarkable: a pristine alleyway. I repeat: we found a pristine alleyway… IN SAN FRANCISCO.
We nearly stopped our adventure there, but then we looked up to see the LinkedIn Headquarters. Suddenly, we felt an inexplicable compulsion to walk inside and “connect” with people.
As we stepped inside, a dark roast coffee aroma overwhelmed us. We had no choice but to immediately abort “Operation Connection” in favor of “Operation Caffeine”. (Scout tip: When in doubt, the answer is coffee. Unless you’re at church. Then the answer is always Jesus first and coffee second. And potlucks. Jesus first, coffee second, potlucks third… and casseroles if you’re Baptist. Jesus first, coffee second, potlucks third, and casseroles if you’re Baptist.)
Confusing coffee corner
Turns out that the gigantic meeting space beside the LinkedIn entrance is also a delightful coffee corner because the coffee is, quite literally, hidden in the corner.
It took us roughly 10 minutes to find the coffee inside this gigantic room and that was with Google Maps on walking mode. When we finally found the coffee in the corner, we were confused. Is this meeting space owned by LinkedIn? Or is this enormous building leased by that coffee roaster in the confusing coffee corner? We didn’t want to risk our reputations and ask so we quickly researched the situation on my phone. Turns out that this is indeed Equator Coffees’ littlest coffee bar. As for the huge space, it’s a “POPOS” (Privately Owned Public Open Space) and nothing says San Francisco like a “POPOS”! Feeling rather accomplished and cool, we enjoyed an Americano and seasonal berry scone as we watched intense business people discuss intense business people things.
We sincerely hope you try an Americano and seasonal berry scone next time you’re near an Equator coffee and tea shop. To be honest, we expected the scone to be average like most scones this side of the Pacific. We were wrong. This extra buttery scone paid tribute to its British heritage. As for the Americano, it was the perfect water-to-espresso ratio. Scout’s a bit of an Americano aficionado and cannot overemphasize how much he appreciates a balanced espresso beverage.
As the caffeine and our unrelenting adrenaline rush combined into an excess energy cocktail, we spotted a stranger wearing Anna’s exact same outfit (darn you Royal tabloids and oversized Meghan Markle button-up shirts!) Of course, we snapped a photo of her. It was more efficient than posing for a photo ourselves and, let’s be honest, she was having a better hair day than Anna.
Thanks to Anna’s business expenses, Scout’s adventure budget was minimal:
- Bridge Trolls and Tolls: FREE (business expense for Anna)
- Gas: FREE (the carpooling perk)
- Parking: FREE (business expense for Anna)
- Americano: $3.25
- Seasonal berry scone: $3.00
- Grand total (with tax): $6.70
Goodbye POPOS in SoMa
With a hop and a skip, we left Equator Coffee at the “POPOS” and proceeded to wander SoMa. In case you’re wondering, “SoMa” stands for “South of Market”. It’s basically a cool San Francisco neighborhood that’s new to the cool scene. (Scout tip: When you go, act cool. Whatever you do here, do not, under any circumstance, allow your uncool true self to show.)
After much walking and (unfortunate) sweating on an uncharacteristically hot day in the Bay, we rediscovered the parking garage with our car. It was only 1:00 p.m. and Day 3 of Scout’s Whole40 Challenge, but we were exhausted and ready to head home. (I guess unparalleled radio broadcasting fame in the City really takes it out of you.)
As we crossed the Bay Bridge, Scout sighed. Then, almost instinctively, he glanced at me and commented, “Another day, another adventure, another chance at fame mongering!”
“Fame mongering” or not, this adventure was still very much…