As you may or may not be aware, I work in public accounting.
There's a thing about working in accounting.
I work a lot.
Like, A LOT.
A lot a lot.
Like I really work A LOT.
When I'm not working, my number one priority is my bed.
Or maybe my son.
It's really a toss-up.
But I really like to sleep.
What was I saying up there?
Oh yeah, work.
Work is a bummer.
I was given the opportunity to check out San Pedro Square Market, and I have to be honest with you: I normally choose bed, and the chances of picking a few hours of sleep are significantly increased in the January - April months.
But you know what? It just so happens that I had recently flaked out on a couple of different friend gatherings at San Pedro; enough that I had the distinct impression that this is where The Kids These Days are hanging out, and also enough that I was starting to feel both profoundly old and profoundly lame. San Pedro is an open, square-type market (bet you wouldn't have guessed that from the name, huh?) in downtown San Jose.
So I gathered a posse, as one does.
I happen to have a particularly attractive posse that I like to gather. We are mostly accountants. Accountants and a nurse.
|One of these things is not like the others.|
Once we were all proper fancy we went to San Pedro, which really is not somewhere one needs to be fancy. Which is not to say that we were overdressed, just that it caters to an array of dress codes.
The website for San Pedro indicates that they have daytime activities and shops, but all I'm going to speak to is the alcohol bar and the taco bar. Because that's where I focused my time. Because I am a classy lady.
The square is nice and open, with a variety of shops and restaurants and such, and there are tables and an outdoor seating area for socializing. The taco bar had delicious quesadillas, which we charmed the nice young man into making even though he was closing down. The drinks were good and served by appropriately attentive bartenders. I had enough of them (the drinks, not the bartenders) that when I was specifically instructed to 'stop being awkward', I took this photo:
|This means I win, right?|
I had a lot of fun, and I would happily go there again, even as an accountant in busy season.
I was given $50 to spend at San Pedro Square Market. I was selected for this opportunity as a member of Clever Girls Collective, and the content and opinions expressed here are my own.