One of my particular pleasures in life is, when I have to go somewhere, go an hour early and explore with no goal in mind. Right now I'm in SF in a slightly random spot on Spear and Folsom. I have "discovered" Hills Brothers Coffee office building, which looks early 20th century built of warm brown brick and with arches and those fancy cornice things also out of brick at the top of the building, and a tall nearly windowless tower. In the entryway there's a statue of a Turkish-looking guy in slippers and turban and robe drinking a big cup of coffee - with a plaque that explains it was the Hills Bros. logo. The courtyard is breezy, sunny, fountainy; across the street loud bangs and drone of construction on an office tower. On the other side the windy sound of traffic on Embarcadero and the highway. I have a clear view of the first tower and arc of the Bay Bridge, grey against the sky, and it's very beautiful next to the brick. There are seagulls. People sitting or walking, hanging out, smoking in hardhats, unloading things, on the phone, clicking across the paving stones in their heels and pantsuits, with backpacks and briefcases, rolled up sheafs of paper which make me think there's a design or architecture firm nearby, mixed with the jeans and polo shirts of tech. I buzzed around to look at everything. I'm near that sculpture of the bow and arrow which I've only seen from my car. Other people's office windows show some rather upscale open-plan hipster cubes in there, like officey ikea-y living rooms.
My everything bagel double toasted with salmon and cream cheese & a latte = Nirvana.
I think this mild pleasure & habit developed over time. I can't remember when I started doing it. I think while I was temping in Oakland in the early 90s. You couldn't always count on buses, so it was good to go to work early. I'd end up in little corners of downtown, or far-distant office parks, always worth exploring for their atmosphere.



I worked down there for several years in the early 90s, right when they tore down the Embarcadero Freeway and were beginning the vast Embarcadero re-do project that took about 10 years and made the boulevard the way it is now. Even then it was wonderful; now it's a little like the entrance to Disneyland, but that's sort of fitting.
Posted by: toobeaut | March 27, 2008 at 06:29 PM
Is the decor in the open-plan hipster cubicles primary-color oriented? I think that building might be Google S.F.
Posted by: Lisa Hirsch | March 29, 2008 at 09:46 AM
I love the description of the Hills Bros. Building. It sounds so right! In fact, I think I need to go buy coffee. Now.
Posted by: Daisy | March 29, 2008 at 11:24 AM