Farina at 10 days.
Most (smart) people wait a good few months before dining at a brand-new restaurant, but not me. I’m always too curious, too impatient and, some might say, too stubborn to follow rules like that. So last Friday night I got one of my favorite friends to meet me for dinner at Farina. It was the restaurant’s 10th night open, but you’d never know it.
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.
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.
The best is yet to come: Clown Alley becomes Pickles.
Friends, we’re about to become a world-class burger town. If you were among those who scoffed when Daniel Boulud first presented his $40 foie gras stuffed burger at his restaurant in NYC, thinking it would never come to our shores…well, let’s just say you might be eating crow.
After my debaucherous dessert week, I resolved to end my sugar bender and turn over a new leaf (so to speak). That’s right, I went from chocolate cakes and fruit crisps to capreses and cobbs sans bacon. Well, not exactly that saintly, but I have been making an effort to get back to my healthy eating in honor of swimsuit season (everywhere in the northern hemisphere but here).
Boulettes’ salmon carpaccio with salt-cured capers.
I know our Eat + Drink editor, Sara Deseran, has written about Boulettes Larder in the Ferry Building, as have others. But since it’s not exactly a restaurant—more a combination of extremely high-end gourmet shop, takeout counter and, in the evening, private dining room—I for one didn’t know what to make of it until a few nights ago, when I attended a wine-pairing dinner hosted by Blackbird Vineyards. (See Jordan Mackay’s blog for more on Blackbird’s wines.)
It’s a rare occasion that we have the early scoop on something happening in the city (either we’re hopelessly unpopular or we can chalk it up to the monthly vs. weekly thing), but today I have news—real, new news to share.