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When Life Gives you Limón's

Every once in a while I think about moving out of the Mission. Someplace quieter, I think, someplace with fewer crazies. But then I come up out of the BART station on 24th Street after work and the smell of grilled meat hits my nose and I think, nah. I can’t leave. Good things just keep happening in the Mission.

Dining in the Dark

Take away one sense and the others are heightened—that's what they say, right? You can test that theory in spades at Dining in the Dark, a program that launched in Europe and has now made its way to L.A., San Diego and recently, SF. The experiment takes place in Crimson Lounge, the downstairs private-event space of Indigo restaurant in Hayes Valley, every Thursday, Friday and Saturday night.


New Restaurant: Russell Jackson's Lafitte


Cutting to the chase: Russell Jackson tells 7x7
about his new restaurant, Lafitte.
Photograph by John Benson

Let’s get this out of the way right up front: Russell Jackson is an intense guy, no shrinking violet. Though he’s got chops from some notable restaurants (including the now-defunct Russell’s in Los Angeles) the last few years he has been flying under the radar, operating a little underground supper club called Subculture Dining, all the while looking for a San Francisco space for a restaurant of his own.

The Napa Valley: Where Meadowood Meets Mixteca

I took a trip up to Napa this last weekend. My boyfriend Joe and I stayed at Meadowood. Despite its location off the Silverado Trail, there’s not a vineyard in sight. It's kind of a wine country getaway in the heart of the wine country. I like that.

The French Connection


It's Bastille Day! Got your freedom fries?

We here in San Francisco might not like France and the French quite as much as we like Italy and the Italians (at least, judging by our restaurant predilictions), but we still seem to have a bit of a love-affair with the country and, particularly, with its food. Today is Bastille Day (quick history lesson: this is the day that the French people stormed the Bastille prison, marking the beginning of the French Revolution). Here in the states (and probably in , too) the day may be celebrated, but it's watered down to be a day of feasting, picnicking and drinking rosé.
 

Clock Bar: The Return of Marco

(Or, why I'm excited about the opening of the Michael Mina's Clock Bar in the Westin St. Francis)


Summertime Wines

So, I spent the Fourth in Seattle with my sister, brother-in-law and little Clementine (who's almost two now). We did it right, by barbecuing these friggin' enormous steaks.



I mean, they were huge and, as if I needed it, I was given the fattest one, which you see here dwarfing an ear of corn (and, no, that's not a baby corn--it's normal sized). Needless to say, I could only eat about a third of it.


Magic Monday



Jessica and I just finished the August food issue (which, for the record, rocks—you have a lot to look forward to). But for now, we're fried. See you on Monday. We'll be back, as fresh as some gem lettuce just plucked from the earth at County Line.

Cavallo Point: The Farley Bar

If you haven't yet been over to Cavallo Point, the beautiful new resort and lodge near Sausalito, right under the far end of the Golden Gate Bridge, it's worth going just to have a drink at its bar.


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