After languishing in the suburbs and commuting almost daily to San Francisco for his social life, Emil decided to move to San Francisco. He found a cute loft in Potrero, hired movers and is now living amongst unpacked boxes.
One of the great things about Emil's move (besides that he won't need to camp out on my couch) is having a new neighborhood to explore. The heart of Potrero is exactly two blocks up a steep hill. While not a huge neighborhood center, enough restaurants, bars and other assorted shops will happily occupy us for a few months.
Unfortunately Lingba was closed for a private party Friday night (although the drinks glimpsed through the window looked very tasty). But, Goat Hill Pizza was in full swing, and we gorged on Prohibition Ale and excellent pizza. I noticed that Goal Hill has a second location in SOMA, and most importantly, delivers. That's all goodness, just like Emil's move to the city from the suburbs.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Wedding Food
I can't help but notice that wedding food has increasingly grown better as I've aged. Not every wedding provides a spectacular meal, but for the most part, the food, and as a corollary, the alcohol, has become much less forgettable.
Case in point - during wedding season 2004, I wanted to ask for seconds. The food was that good. I went to Hayzell and Ilmo's wedding last night; amazing appetizers and main course, accented with sake, plum wine and some tasty wine.
No more buffets. I view the absence of buffets at weddings as a good thing - very few seem to have more than just mediocre food as the selection tries too hard to provide something for everyone, rarely succeeding.
Why the improvement? Certainly, age plays a role. I recognize my own (slightly) snobby taste buds, and know that food which was deemed acceptable when 22 is out of the question at 32. Along with age comes the ability to spend more money - after all, making six figures in our early 30s versus the just out of college minimum wage allows my friends to spend more. Maybe the state of food is also reflective of where we live, our food tastes, our experiences, our lives.
Case in point - during wedding season 2004, I wanted to ask for seconds. The food was that good. I went to Hayzell and Ilmo's wedding last night; amazing appetizers and main course, accented with sake, plum wine and some tasty wine.
No more buffets. I view the absence of buffets at weddings as a good thing - very few seem to have more than just mediocre food as the selection tries too hard to provide something for everyone, rarely succeeding.
Why the improvement? Certainly, age plays a role. I recognize my own (slightly) snobby taste buds, and know that food which was deemed acceptable when 22 is out of the question at 32. Along with age comes the ability to spend more money - after all, making six figures in our early 30s versus the just out of college minimum wage allows my friends to spend more. Maybe the state of food is also reflective of where we live, our food tastes, our experiences, our lives.
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