It’s fun to play tourist in your own town. I’ve lived in San Francisco for over six years, and had yet to set foot inside Vesuvio, the legendary bar on a very short yet very famous strip in the neighborhood of North Beach. Vesuvio opened in 1948 and gained notoriety as being a popular hangout of the beat poets. It’s very small but feels bigger than it really is, partially because it is two stories tall. I ordered my martini and carried it upstairs to the balcony area, which was bathed in warm, amazing light.
The mural outside of Vesuvio is legendary. I would argue that it is the most frequently photographed wall in the whole city, and that’s saying something.