Ice Tubes, a delicious blog about cooking popsicles, has a pretty compelling list that attempts to prove that Russian Hill/Marina and other parts of SF that I never go to are just like the northeast. As a former resident and avid fan of New England, I have to protest that their list is only based off of the Cape Cod/Rhode Island “Tea Partay” stereotype (believe me, plenty of those people exist). Clearly anyone who has ever been to Maine/New Hampshire/Vermont/Western Mass. knows that most of New England, dare I say “the Real New England,” is all rednecks, shotguns, blueberry bushes, pickup trucks, cold-ass winters, nothing but white people, moose, damn good beer, and epic wind. Therefore, I say that the northeast of San Francisco is Cold Beer, Cold Water.