My newest reason for loving Potrero Hill is the library. I was a big fan of the Mission Bay branch of the public library in our old neighborhood. Let me explain to you why I love the Potrero Hill branch even more:
See? It's delightful.
One recent afternoon I headed up there to return some beekeeping books and Emerson was snoozing in his carseat, as he so likes to do. I sat for a bit and read about bees while sneaking peeks at the gorgeous view expanding out before me. I didn't even have to keep ordering drinks to justify keeping the table: I could just sit there.
After not too long Emerson woke up and was hungry. I've gotten pretty good at breastfeeding discreetly in public* so I figured I would breastfeed with a view.
What I wasn't counting on was Emerson's enthusiasm that particular feeding: he growled, snorted, slurped and moaned loudly the whole time he was eating, which was probably 15 minutes. It was adorable and/or really disruptive to people who seemed to think they were in a library. Oh wait.
So I got a couple of nasty looks. With a view.
*No I haven't. But in this case I was actually pretty good.
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