But as we were about to leave my gracious host slid up into a parking spot and told me to jump out the car. He starts walking without a word. I'm about 2 paces behind a bit confused wondering if he forgot something or if he was pissed off. Nope, not even close. He takes me up on to the roof deck of this dope little spot on Mission street called Medjool. We grabbed a table and sat here till it got dark. The only word that I could use to describe it is EPIC. Yes EPIC in all caps. Check out the view.