Pardon my absence. I’ve just been “slumming” away in San Francisco for the past week, attending the opening of the new San Francisco Centre, eating burgers at Nopa, devouring Coq Au Vin at Café Bastille, and literally inhaling too many cream puffs from Beard Papa. Somewhere in between there were numerous informal wine tastings thanks to my friend Paul, and while it was tough and difficult work, somebody had to do it…
Note to everyone: I’m not just saying this because I had too much wine, or a campari & soda, or a sip of carrot eau de vie, or that the cute owner is a friend of my host and stopped by our table to introduce himself, but the burger at Nopa was one of the best things I’ve had in my entire life. Ever. Ever. And with Fiscallini on top? Please, let me die a happy man. But give me another burger first.
Oh, about the opening of the new San Francisco Centre, that “mall” that is now the largest shopping center on this side of the Mississippi? Damn people, you folks in San Francisco love to shop! I mean, where did you go before the center opened? I’m hardly agoraphobic, but really, it was insane. But that’s good! Even if I cannot fit into anything Zara makes. Except the shoes. Damn Spaniards.
Because it wasn’t all just food and play and I was actually in San Francisco working, I regrettably had to miss my invitation to Outstanding In The Field Farm Dinner & Tour. This time it was in my neck of the woods, and I cannot tell you how distressed and sad I currently am that I cannot make it. The thought of enjoying a meal outside with gorgeous scenery at La Milpa Organica Farm with others makes me want to hang my head, not to mention all the gorgeous photos I was hoping to snap. But there is always a next time. If you have a chance to check out their dinners please do.
I’ll return to regular postings this week. Coming up: pomegranate and booze (they really were meant for each other, trust me), a trip to Oak Glen for old-fashioned apple tastings, pears, and all my usual unintelligible writings. Thanks for reading!