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A productive week in SF!

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t says:  Since moving here, g and I needed to re-visit a few places we’ve eaten – you know – just to make sure they were still good.  It’s not that we’re afraid of trying some place new, but we needed to start off with the familiar before venturing out to the boundaries of the SF dining scene!

little star

For a “chill” last meal in SF with my folks we did some pizza.  They had just returned from a trip to Monterey/Carmel-by-the-Sea/Big Sur and we wanted to get some comforting take-out.  Having been introduced to Little Star by kp, we ordered it up and had it delivered.  My parents loved the deep dish (in the background), while I preferred this white pesto pizza with all kinds of other toppings.  We got the chicken wings as kind-of-a-joke, but they were actually quite tasty!  (Their size was just microscopic – I guess those chickens weren’t given the normal growth hormones that we’re used to – I’m sure they were free range and lived happy lives …)



We broke fast one morning at Plow in Potrero Hill.  An interesting place, Plow, as reviews suggest that this place warrants huge-ass lines on the weekends in excess of 2 hours!!  While it is a cute place, and while the pancakes ate exactly as a perfected buttermilk pancake, I’m not sure they’re worth obsessing over …



… g did however love the “Plow potatoes” and the “perfectly” poached eggs.  Our decision: Plow is delicious, and we had no faults with a single thing we ate.  They weren’t redefining brunch as we know it, but they were merely doing no wrong in the delivery of any of their dishes.  So they get a bravo … but maybe just a bravo we’d rather visit during the week when there are no lines …



Enter Sightglass roasters.  They have some tasty coffees, and even tastier pastries from a smattering of bakeries across the city.  The spacious seating area is nice, but I have to say that the folks are being too nonchalantly cool for my taste –  either that or I am neither nonchalant nor cool enough to hang with them … g did mention some insane-sounding scone that included cherry and chocolate that was SO good that she didn’t save me any :’-(



So g and I wanted to hit up “DogPatch” the “up-and-coming” area just to the south of us on New Year’s Eve.  It’s a peculiar neighborhood, not so much “seedy” as it is “unpopulated”.  That said, there are a few cool places to visit including a cheese shop (Fromagerie) and this place: Smokestack.  One part bar, one part bbq cafeteria, the food was super-tasty.  They do ribs and brisket and sausage and duck by the half-pound, with an assortment of sauces.  While the ribs ar ethe most eye-catching (they’re huge and wagyu), go for the brisket, which was absolutely, positively insane (and that’s not just the kimchi bbq sauce, talkin’).  I also did notice their brewery onsite (it’s Magnolia Brewing) which most people would love (we don’t do beer), and an adventurous whisky list (at usual SF-inflated prices).  Their cocktails were reasonably priced (surprise!), including one I got call Dutchman’s Flat, that included rye with ginger and lemon as well as savory hits of nori and beef bouillon.  In the end the latter were very subtle (so it was more rye + ginger + lemon), but I appreciate the thought!  We texted kp while we were there to tell him we “found” a place to take him when he visits … yea … he already knew about it and was here – you can’t pull one over on kp!  We were surprised, however, to find out that the place is in some financial troubles, according to a recent Eater article; whatever is going on, we had a delicious meal and want to bring my sis and her new fiance here pronto! (I hope they’re still open!)  We did also go to The Third Rail (no pictures) – also some reasonably priced cocktails!  And Whisky-Jerky pairings!  We’ll have to come back to do an official review sooner or later.



On a return to Absinthe on a rainy afternoon of window-shopping, g and I were allured by their burger and portobello-grilled-cheese sandwiches (guess who got which).  And while both were solid, I have to say that the star was the carrot cake dessert.  I don’t know what was in that white-looking shmear ont he plate, but it had a sour kick to it that was amazing with the sweet carrot cake.  The lavender ice cream was useless, however.  It was a dessert that flirted with perfection – next time, Absinthe!



g and I have also been searching for “our new Gusto”.  When we lived in Philly, we were right around the corner from Gusto’s Pizza, which was our go-to every two weeks for a quick take-out pie, at a reasonable price.  Unfortunately, around us, in Mission Bay, there ain’t much in the way of pizza.  I mean, yea, Domino’s and Papa Johns would probably deliver, but we want something with a better neighborhood connection.  We went with Goat Hill Pizza, which I have to say was quite good!  Their sourdough crust’s flavor was subtly (i.e. I didn’t object, which normally I hate sourdough) and there was something especially “creamy” with the cheese which was a nice touch; and the sauce wasn’t sweet!  Yay!  It’s no Zavino’s “Stache” pizza, but it was solid!  We’d definitely try it again.


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14 January 2016 at 4:10pm

finishing in Napa and killing it in SF

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t says:  I have to say that up until this point, g and I were pretty successful in attaining wine in Napa (Quintessa, Sinskey, Massican, Larkmead) … BUT … we were a little disappointed that we hadn’t found something “new” or “exciting”.  For example, last time, we “found” Larkmead, we “found” Tor, we “found” Massican (i.e. they were around for a while and it was our first time tasting them, so I am saying that we “found” them), but this time, nothing really shocked us … (well, except for how mediocre Maisonry and Napa Vintner’s Collective were).  (g cuts in: hey – Newton’s Puzzle was delicious – I’m shocked that you didn’t buy any!).  Be that as it may – our last day in Napa started off with 750wines.  This “wine concierge” service is now our new favorite place in Napa.  It’s totally NOT for newbies, but basically you email them, you arrange an appointment, you fill out a questionnaire where they ask you about your price point and wine preferences, and they take it from there with a free tasting.  I’m not sure why it’s free – maybe they have that much faith that they’ll find something that you’ll buy?  No idea.  But It. Was. Awesome.  First off, the host, Monica, is fabulous.  She knows her wine, and she knows how to talk to people – very refreshing and surprisingly not commonplace in the Valley (for example, we went to one place shopping for “a crowd-pleasing, fruit-forward, super-smooth red” and all we got in response is, “we don’t stock those here” – are you for real?  Are we still in California?).  She also knows how to put together a tasting, and took it upon herself to “push us” a little, making 3 of 6 wines well outside our “comfort zone” in terms of what we typically drink (e.g. she included some chardonnay, some Italian stuff, some pseudo-Spanish stuff) – we would have never tasted these wines otherwise!  And you know what – they were more impressive than the ones that we would have predicted we would have liked (i.e. your standard cabs and sauv blancs).  Furthermore, she was willing to improvise some, pulling out a 7th wine because our conversations happen to meander some, inspiring her to show us yet another unique bottling that we would have never found.  Actually – if memory serves me correct, 6 of the 7 wines only had around 300 cases produced, so this was some low production stuff.  So yes, it was a great tasting, and although we only left with two bottles, if we had to join one wine club in Napa Valley, this would be it for sure!  We have that much faith in her ability to find wines that would appeal to us!  Oh, and she also gave us a tip about MacDonald Vineyards and their first ever release this year, which we hope will be the next big name in Napa.

We followed up 750wines with Cindy's Backstreet Kitchen. One scrumptious duck burger and chicken-topped salad later, and we were on our way back to SF (with a Kara's cupcake interlude) ...

We followed up 750wines with a return to Cindy’s Backstreet Kitchen. My duck burger was probably the best burger I’ve had in the past year (I only wish it tasted a little more ducky) and chicken-topped salad put a smile on g’s face.  This was our last meal in Napa … except for the Kara’s cupcakes we bought on the way back to SF …

Now, SF featured a lot of relaxing and catching up with k and kp, so we’ll be vague about the activities.  But the food … now that is some adsz-worth stuff, so we will try our best to shock and awe with picture upon picture … starting with our first dinner of SF … which was SPQR!  (PS – these are only SOME of the pictures we took)


g had a weird dish called “sweet carrot and lentil salad, medjool date, and vadouvan curry crema”.  What actually came out was an assortment of like 37 different root vegetables and a few blobs of random textures … and g liked it!  i was also impressed – it was like something that we could have found at a casual version of Vedge.


because we brought a red wine (i.e. because kp brought a red wine), i started off with a wagyu beef appetizer … which was interesting because the broth and greens were fabulous, and the dancing bonito was a sight to behold (i took a movie on my iPhone, but for some reason can’t post it to this blog – you’ll just have to trust us) … However, this was probably the weakest of the appetizers as the beef preparation was less-than-superbly executed (the three slabs weren’t super-tender, lacked seasoning, and was somewhere in the medium-medium-well range).  consequently, this dish was kind of a fail.


buckwheat tagliatelle with bacon-braised suckling pig.  now this dish should be, in v’s terms, “all bait”.  But to be honest, it was a little underwhelming, as the pasta’s graininess was sadface-inducing – I would have taken a plain ‘ol barilla pasta because without the textural distraction of the buckwheat, I could have focused on the splendid oink-oinkiness of the rest of the dish … which was indeed everything that a pig-based pasta dish could be (i.e. heaven).


now g’s pasta, on the other hand (mustard cappellini, guinea hen ragu, savoy cabbage, mimolette cheese), was so ridiculously addictive that i think i had more of it than she had!  and to further blow your mind – it was not even the “best” dish of the evening – that would be kp’s (not pictured).  He had this lasagnette (which, when served, looked like a boring folded over crepe) and meatballs that were in-sane.  It hit you in the face with memories of 5-year-old you, the first time you ever had your own meatball to yourself on a fork, with wide eyes and a cheesy grin with your tongue trying to reach the corners of your tomato-sauce-covered face.  in-sane.

kp brought out the big guns

for this dinner, kp reached deep into his cellar, past the santa margherita everyday “date wine”, and over to the “special wine” row to find this beauty.  This 2002 Revana was “tots cray”, with a nose of “man” (leather, tobacco, musk), but then palate of plush dark fruits that slid smoothly across the palate to make you pause and savor.  What’s the secret to this wine?  Is it the terroir?  The deep “family” wine-making heritage? …

kp brought out the big guns

… nope!  It was the ringer that the proprieter hired to make his wine: Heidi Peterson Barrett, the “first lady of wine” who gave us a 2002 that far outclassed the Dominus 2002 we had a few years ago.  How great!  In retrospect, while the food was delightful at SPQR, it was the wine (and company) that made it truly remarkable.

And so, the night ended and we went to bed with full stomaches and a smile … especially because I knew what was going down the next morning:


Day 2 in SF started off with a trip to revisit Brenda’s French Soul Food Kitchen – we were back for the beignets!  And they were exactly like last time: one chocolate, one apple, one plain (that k demolished later with Blue Bottle coffee), and one crawfish.  And just like last time, it continues to completely ruin any other non-filled beignet ever, including those in NOLA.


the shrimp-n-grits was similarly fabulous.  Now grit-for-cheesy-grit, kp’s are superior, however, that bacon-tomato jam is crazy-addictive and should be sold in jars so I could put it on anything and everything.


After a day of shopping and parking (that’s a gerund for a new verb “to park”, which means “to relax in a park”), we went to a place called Ice Cream Bar – a cute little shop with frequent visits by cute little kids eating cute gigantic ice cream cones.  g and k got things like soup and sandwich or  something boring like that.  But not me – oh no – what you see above is a pb&j&b, where the second “b” is “bacon” (the waitress was totally unphased by my inquiry to add bacon to the sandwich).


That night, we went to Tsunami Sushi, which had some of the best fish we’ve had in a while.  While chirashi typically includes boring cuts of fish, Tsunami did it right with quite a variety, as you can see above.  I think my only criticism was that the rice (actually, the sushi rice used in all the sushi there, not just the chirashi) was a little mushier than I come to expect from a Japanese eatery.  But that’s ok – becuase after sipping on the Taketsuru 12-year, I didn’t care anymore – it was just as fabulous as it was in NOLA at Cochon (which reminds me: I have got to get me some of that!  Either that or splurge on the 17-year).  What are the drawbacks of the place?  Maybe the music is too loud for this aged 31-year-old’s ears.


Our last day in SF started at “The Mill”.  I have to confess that g and I are not cool enough to eat here (ok, g is, but I’m not).  Their main dish is “toast”.  No really – it’s “toast”.  And it’s toast that takes 10 minutes to prepare.  Like if you had someone brew a cup of coffee (like hipster-style, poor-through-a-chemex) versus someone making a slice of toast (e.g. above is “country” toast, with honey, salt, peanut butter, and apple butter), the toast would take longer to construct.  And yea – it’s some darned good toast – but come on people – it’s toast!


After a day of some full-contact, no-holds-barred shopping (g and I tore it up in the Mission and on Hayes Street), we went for some lunch.  After failing to get Mission Chinese (closed on Wed) and Ken Ken Ramen (for some reason not offering lunch), we went for the safe lunch at Absinthe on Hayes Street.  Great “pasta of the day” and a refreshing salad.  And, even better was that wine shop next door … which was the only source of Massican Sauvignon Blanc in the entire US (seriously – why the hell is it so hard to find?).


Now, I want to say that dinner at Bar Tartine, like the rest of our dinners, was also crazy-good.  But, I have no pictures!  We relied on kp for pictures and the flash makes them look a bit weird, so I’m not going to include them here.  Let’s just say that the menu looks boring-as-all-hell, with what seems to be an assortment of bread-related spreads, an assortment of pickles, and then a lot-lot-lot of vegetables.  Well let me tell you that despite the snooze-ville of a menu, these dishes were crazy.  Like the above was the “blue cheese and beet salad”: it was 95% blue cheese, 4% beet (two kinds!), and three leaves of lettuce – and it was off the hook.  Other highlights included a smoked salmon with cucumber and serrano chile jam that blew all of our minds, another dish that looked like ice cream in chocolate sauce but was actually smoked potatoes in barbecue sauce, and a green chile seafood stew that tugged at your heartstrings like an old-fashioned ciopino but had such a fresh zing to knock you on your ass.  Amaze-balls.


yea, we had some chocolate “salami” (almonds and cherries were the specks) and a currant-apple gelee (best petite four ever!), but really, by then we were so impressed with the rest of the food that we tuned out the sweets.  There was, however, a more savory dessert course with carob (n.b. no matter what the server said, it does not taste anything like chocolate), goat cheese, walnuts, and 18 other components, that when put together, hit the sweet, salty and savory much like that gruyere “s’more” at DiBruno brothers.  Bravo.  Did not see that oen coming.


this was our “find” of the trip – a bottle of 2012 Annia signed by the man Dan Petroski himself.  g did her “booyah” dance four times as we were exiting the store, as we were charged not a dime on top of the standard price (we have a crush on Dan Petroski … bigtime).