Farley’s, a staple of the Potrero morning scene, makes me realize that for better or worse I feel most comfortable around middle-aged people. They’re not the only ones in the cafe. But compared to San Francisco’s hip and swinging spots for a good cuppa, the numbers of comfy slacks in

Bottom of the Hill is one of the premier music venues in San Francisco. It’s pretty damn sweet. You can catch everything here from Dear and the Headlights to Kinch to folk and funk. Now certain Mondays are just another reason to dig this place. Bottom of the Hill plays