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October 16-23, 2007
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| Tuesday, October 23, 2007 permalink
The dark, rich, cabeza was fall-apart tender on this moist and tasty noggin nosh. The lengua was good, but not a better mouth organ than they serve at Tacqueria Bahia. This was made up for by the tripe which had a wealth of nicely salty, crispy bits to make this taco ultimately stomachable. Chubby got a pollo adobado super burrito ($7.10):
... which was unremarkable with dulled flavors and a mushy, uniform texture. It’s clear that those with a brain should order the offal at this Mission Street Taqueria.
Taqueria San Jose
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| Monday, October 22, 2007 permalink
We made a quick stop at Sol Food where I got a Cubano ($8.25):
Pig was blanketed two ways in this ham and roasted pork sandwich. Swiss cheese diplomatically bound the mustard with this meaty pressed meal. It verged on dry so a dose of their vinegar hot sauce added a moist kick to this generous swine mit. Next time I’ll probably go with their chicken sandwich instead. Chubby chose the tried and true Ensalada con pollo ($8.95):
... which is a hefty salad with two generous thighs, tomato, avocado and a heap of tangy dressing. Nothing fancy, just a good simple and tasty lunch. We washed it all down with a couple jars of their house made limeade and mango iced tea:
Sol Food is a great place:
... to whip by if you’re in the nabe. It’s open for breakfast and they stay open until 2 a.m. on Friday and Saturday. We like this place for a cheap and cheerful homey meal.
Sol Food
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| Sunday, October 21, 2007 permalink
... of shortbreads, chocolates and chocolate bars which act as our depressurization chamber so that our butter count levels do not drop too suddenly. Since we weren’t too big on dinner this evening, we headed over to hear Oliver Sacks' lecture:
... on his new book, Musicophilia:
He’s the dude who thawed out those frozen people with L-Dopa before Robin Williams took over his identity in the movie Awakenings. Even though we don’t agree on his anti-iPod stance, we still found his talk illuminating and funny. We also noticed that the door people at the Main county venue only admitted middle-aged white people for some reason. At least a couple of bunrabs could slip through and be in close proximity to a doctor during our detox period. He's also speaking Monday evening at 8 pm at the Palace of Fine Arts theater in San Francisco. For information, call 415.392.4400.
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| Saturday, October 20, 2007 permalink
Delegation is a threat to the insecure. Luckily, Thomas and Corey do not suffer from the dysfunction of needing to bask in a narrow high beam. Devon took the wheel during this evening’s 5 hour convoy which began with our empty tanks. He stood at the pass like a big rig driver as he provided us with several oil changes and flushed our valves. We reved up with the standard gourgers and salmon cornets before indulging in a vibrant orange Musque de Provence pumpkin soup over pomegranate seeds that were peppered with black truffle. The red jewels popped on my teeth as I sipped on this velvety squash-shroom soup. The brocolini soup was poured over grilled brocolii and chopped preserved lemon which gave it a hint of a bright pucker. A couple of our favorites classics followed. Oysters and pearls:
... and cauliflower panna cotta both with white sturgeon caviar. After spending last week in Poland, the last thing that we expected to be excite our palates would be cabbage, but this heady veggie laid the foundation to slices of impeccably fresh kahala sashimi kissed with Blis maple syrup. We were presented with two delicate glass orbs filled with wood smoke that infused the fish before it rose in twisting clouds as the bell jars were lifted. Then we got dos servings of uni:
... and abalone. These surfings of infant seafood were like robbing the cradle of the sea. The Japanese baby sea urchin roe were served on a ice bed of apple gelee. The little Monterey abalone were placed on parsnips with a hint of fermented bean paste. More of the greatest hits followed with the truffle custard with a chive potato chip:
... as well as the coddled hens egg served with beurre noisette and brioche soldiers which we washed down with a Riesling. The last of the tomatoes from the French Laundry garden across the street were sliced up with cukes and avocado and dressed with crème fraiche. Belgian endive came grilled with beets and watercress and a Philo Gold apple relish. These apples are grown by the Schmitts who were the previous owners of the restaurant. When that truffle box is carried towards our table, we know we are in for a fragrant and tasty starch augmentation. |
