little vienna

nathan judas and i had breakfast this morning with rick, my rff. when rick and i used to live together, we honored our austrian heritage by claiming that our apartment comprised san francisco's little vienna district.

when i was taking pictures of all the flowers for the previous post a little bit after breakfast, i rediscovered my little viennese souvenir house. oma gave it to me when i was eight years old and i've always cherished it. you can view images of different parts of wien through a peep hole in the back of the house; i was tickled by how dreamy stephansdom came out when i tried snapping it.

* here, i should note that tommy also attended our lovely meal this morning at the boulange (o.g. polk street) and that his company was very much enjoyed!