Hopfinger vs. Tucker. Where do you put your money?
I’m one of those…how shall I say…opinionated individuals. Even when I’m really trying not to express obvious displeasure or great thrill, I’m an open book. This quality makes me a terrible poker player (4 aces! Whoopie!) but a good source for candid, genuine, often unsolicited, advice and recommendations. Tonight I'm attending an event that is tailor-made for my particular skill set.
Monks are so hot lately—what with the success of that TV show Monk and the film, "Into Great Silence," of the monk's of the Chartreuse monastery (that was so great to see all those fathers in designer cassocks striding down the red carpet at the Oscars right after Brangelina)—that it's hard not to have a craving for a good monk beer.
Nobu-san at work.
One day my friend Jen was walking along Balboa and stumbled upon Tekka—a diamond-in-the-rough, 10-seater izakaya/sushi spot in the Richmond. It’s a true mom-and-pop run by Nobu and Yoshimi, a husband-and-wife team from Japan, and while the rules are extensive, the end result is more than worth it.
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