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A Shower and a Beer

After the El Tesoro tequila anniversary party and the Family Winemakers tasting, my poor liver was more than ready for some serious detox; but the beer-drinking gods, however, had different plans.


Huckleberry Country



It’s no secret that I’m a berry gal—strawberries first, then blueberries, with raspberries and blackberries tying for third. So when I was in Montana last week and saw roadside signs for huckleberry everything—ice cream, pie, pancakes, jam, beer, you name it—I knew I had to try some. Of course, we were in Montana to go backpacking and camping in Glacier National Park, not to go on one of my food-focused benders, so I was more than willing to let the berry thing go. But as it turns out, huckleberry eating was in the cards.

Soul Searching in the Hollywood Waiting Room


courtesy of Halcyon Pictures

And Raving Over Wristcutters: A Love Story

A Birthday to Remember

It was my friend Hannah’s birthday last Sunday, but I got a present too, which was being invited to the epic dinner thrown for her by her boyfriend David—with a huge assist from the amazing team at Rubicon, which opened specially on a Sunday for the occasion.


Getting Things Done



I like this guy’s style. While eating a late-ish dinner at Nopa last week, I noticed this fellow working on his computer in the middle of the restaurant. Though I don’t necessarily approve of working so late, at least he was convivial enough to enjoy one of Nopa’s amazing cocktails while he did it.

Church of Absinthe

I’m not a religious man, but a weekend visit to Absinthe, where I hadn’t been in a while, did feel a little like going to the Unified Church of Libation. See . . .


The light streamed in the stained glass windows.

Thirsty from a long walk from the Embarcadero, I paid tribute to a Pillar of Wisdom:


Where to Eat Right Now

I’ll be the first to admit that I could be considered a bit jaded, especially when it comes to restaurants. Because even in a city as rich, culinarily speaking, as San Francisco, it’s still possible to have a bad meal. In essence, that’s what my job is all about—trying to steer people away from all the bad dinners out there. I take the bullet so you don’t have to.

Fresh Faces in Fashion Fete

photography by Heather Wiley for Drew Altizer

Gen Art Fresh Faces in Fashion 2007 went all out with its kick-off show to SF Fashion Week, hosting both a VIP reception—before folks amassed to watch models strut their stuff down the catwalk—and an after-party all at the Regency Center.

Celebrate the Summer of Love with Peter Max

To honor the fortieth anniversary of the pop music, paisley and patchouli that we associate with the iconic Summer of Love, the de Young museum is featuring works by artist and pop-culture icon Peter Max. It’s hard not to associate Max’s recognizable fauvist-style posters of art with the psychedelic counterculture of the ‘60s. Max famously conveys elaborate and colorful imagery that has been an essential visual component to the movement, blending in with the music of groups like the Jefferson Airplane and Jimi Hendrix, and making a permanent imprint on the American cultural landscape.
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