End Of Summer

​Summer is dying and Raul is throwing it a going-away party it did not ask for. Come say goodbye to warm evenings, sunburns, and the general concept of "nice weather" at a rooftop cookout that's part funeral, part feast, and part excuse to eat grilled food at questionable hours. There will be smoke (from the grill, hopefully only from the grill), good people, and a rooftop that's about to witness some serious end-of-season chaos.

​Show up at 830 Eddy St, climb your way to the roof, and prepare to pay your respects to summer the only way that makes sense: with tongs in hand and a plate full of whatever Raul decided to throw on the grill. No fancy dress code, no weird agenda, just eight hours of rooftop shenanigans as the season packs its bags.

​Bring your appetite, bring your sunglasses for one last hurrah, and maybe bring a jacket because let's be honest, San Francisco doesn't really believe in summer anyway. See you up there.