Third Eye Blind's Stephan Jenkins: Fogged In

Summer in San Francisco is shrouded in fog, and I like that. The weather her offers a certain dignity: You don't sweat, and the fog sort of comes rattling throught the shutters. I love to walk at night when the fog's blowing around. It kind of gives me good ideas. I walk around looking like a stalker. I walk at about 110 bpm- that's kind of my groove. San Francisco's good for walking; it's also good for taquerias.

The taquerias in the Mission are the bohemian chow tables. They're very competitive with each other, and you know you'll get good hot sauce there. I like it spicy, baby. But El Toro, on the corner of Seventeenth and Valencia, is tops.