I mentioned here, previously, that just before the lockdowns, I ran into a newly-retired couple in a bar who had just moved to San Francisco from Chicago. When I asked them why, they answered that they wanted to live in the most liberal city in the country. (I wonder how they like it nowadays).
We lived in San Jose, loved it their, the wife had a 45m commute n merely tolerated it. That’s bec she loved The City. She was a Mgr for Memorex, so she would often take a mid-week vaca day, we’d drive up very early morning and park on the Embarcadero to watch the sun come up over the city. Then cable car to a house where 2 older ladies - sisters (LOL 60yo was old to us back in the day). They ran an unlicensed breakfast restaurant in their house. Dining area in the backyard for 20-30 people, small menu, always varied, great food n my fav was nearly ice - cold milk. This place was always packed, even w rain, fog or cold. The wife knew The City’s transportation system, she’d find out about little known gems in the Mercury-News n the day was full until sunset or we were too tired to go further. Then back home. Fond City memories