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I added a final update or three.
Anyway, meeting you two was a real tweet.
I do find myself wondering why our meeting in TUSTOSAN did not rise to the level of twitterifosity. Maybe I need to develop a more aggressive xtranormal treatment.
Consider that a warning.
I love how the entire last two weeks was performance art to set up that line, Mandos.
Don’t worry, zombie, I consigned him to the stairs of doom on the coming weekend. Der Falcostiege!
Um, also.
Also.
# Bio Maureen Dowd, winner of the 1999 Pulitzer Prize for distinguished commentary, became a columnist on The New York Times Op-Ed page in 1995.
Beelzebub smirked.
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No, he mordantly chuckled. BLAMMO!
Walked right into that one, thunderundies.
Now kids, that nice Mr. Beelzebub was just fine until George picked him as vice-president.
I heard he stroked out on evil pills. He was a well balanced starship Captain previously to going through the transporter and getting split into two, but he killed good Cheney, so nothing to put back together.
Now you’ve got me thinking about an alternate universe where Cheney leads the forces of good. Is it kind of like the difference between George Bluth Sr. and his brother?
Well, I went up one way to the Coit Tower, and down another way, and didn’t find anything about Falco, but it doesn’t matter anyway since until I met Pinko on Thursday I didn’t know who Falco was. It was tiring but not that tiring.
Shoulda done yer homework. I think it was just tiring enough for the citrus fruit basket I sent you to be WAYLAID in your absence. Shocker.
Falco as in “Rock Me Amadeus” Falco?
Natch!
Also Lers Ros left something to be desired. The garlic-fried quail appetizer was [i]very[/i] good and the Thai iced tea was the usual, but the shrimp in red curry consisted of more limp cabbage than shrimp and was a definite meh. Friend is not an Asian food fan so he had the Pad Thai standard and it was as good as any.
You need to put that on Chowhound so the lovers will explode with defensive rage. Too bad you got the meh thing. Som tum was delicious as was the whole fried trout. Also, the eel with homemade chili paste.
Well, they lacked a chili rack, which is standard in Thai restaurants, and they didn’t even believe me when I said “very very spicy, seriously.” Maybe I went to the wrong Lers Ros but it was on Larkin St. This morning once my friend manages to wake up (late night at SF int’l film festival) we’ll go to the Italian Quarter for brunch. E. K. would be proud of us.
Our Som Tum was spicy, the rest not that much. I guess you should have gone to Thai House Express. Do you mean the sauce rack- with the various condiments? You need to hammer them on CH- I can guarantee you will anger certain peoples. I think you should have asked for the various things you wanted, and I definitely would not consider magic bus of condiments to be “standard” in a Thai place, although it should be.
I will have fulsome go back and ascertain their reproducibility.
Well I’m also really spoiled for Thai food because mysteriously Ottawa has several very high-quality small Thai restaurants (globetrotting subset of relatives agree), and I know where to get the good stuff in Chucklestan (not as good as Ottawa but there are a few places).
I asked for the spices and they said all they had was the red sauce that came as the dip for the quail (which was, by the way, a genuinely delicious and unique experience). They also lack appetizer-sized tom kha goong as far as I could tell. However I did see people with more appetizing-looking dishes, so maybe it’s one of those things where I should have come with more people than one unenthusiastic Eastern European who does not eat “family-style” and was missing his boiled potatoes with starch in boring sauce.
On the other hand, Mandos just tasted us for the first time. We’re pleased to note that he survived the sidewalk fainting episode without injury.
Maybe Mandos needed to spend several hours in one of the TUSTOSAN pubs first….
Marcona Almonds T-Rex in the house!!!!!!!!
We all remember our first time.
I don’t seem to be aboard the Marcona almond wagon train. I mean, they’re tasty, but they don’t sizzle my feathers.
I do fear the Tom Yum cashews, however, and the possible long arm of their addictiveness.
The Chili Lime cashews I’ve had before, they’re also pretty splendiferous.
So, here’s the Mandos TUSTOSAN Snorkel Report in full:
Wednesday:
1. Café Floré on rue du Marché and 16ième: overpriced smoked salmon, small salmon quantity, lots of Obama leaves. Unfortunately, no delicious frisée. Also, has no one in TUSTOSAN heard of a bagel?
2. Random internet café a few blocks away, good Thai iced tea.
3. Pre-theatre dinner with host friend at Soluna near City Hall: pricey, delicious ahi tuna. Just the outside cooked, the rest purple-translucent like sashimi. Incredible garlic sauce, perfect potatoes.
Thursday:
1. Trader Joe’s spicy California rolls: good train food for breakfast. Grenadine pressed fruit stick meh.
2. Snorkel with Pinko and Fulsome at Ville Bois-Rouge (“Le meilleur climat par l’analyse du gouvernement!”—works in French too!). Delicious carne asada sandwich, beef taco needed salt.
3. Mango shake with friend at café at new engineering building at University of Suck.
3. Homecooked dinner among the Ainur in Saint-Joseph. (Copious lamb chops, chicken biriyani.)
Friday
1. Fried egg for breakfast among Ainur.
2. Snack while in transit through Saint-Antoine (I saw lots of the the banlieues de la Baie de TUSTOSAN on foot). Macaroni salad at Hawaiian place near Saint-Antoine train stop—only $1.50, generous helping, probably storebought, but quite good.
3. Lunch at the big G after tour guided by friends at big G. Pretty good, went to compromise cafeteria, so not apparently the top-notch experience. I had no complaints.
4. Snacks on shoreline while waiting for accompanying shorebird.
5. Dinner with host friend and different Ainur at Cheesecake Factory in Haut-Bâton. Spicy cashew chicken OK, calamari great (but this is not hard), Godiva cheesecake pretty good.
Saturday
1. Brunch crêpe on Pier 39—Turkey and Pesto, with sparkling lemonade. Quite good.
2. Ghirardelli chocolate sundae with dark chocolate fudge—the fudge was splendiferous, recommended.
3. Dinner at Lers Ros Thai, described above, meh.
4. “Sonoma” cheesecake from fridge at Sundance Theatre, actually quite good.
Sunday
1. Marcona almonds for breakfast while host friend slept in.
2. Lunch at “North Shore” Italian restaurant in le Quartier Italien of TUSTOSAN. Pricey. Polenta soup DELICIOUS!!! Linguine con vongole (non-fresh) pretty good. Host friend mildly praised chicken lovers, which is a MASSIVE endorsement, believe me.
3. Humphrey Slocombe ice cream. Flavours ordered: Thai Chili Lime, Olive Oil, Balsamic Caramel. Best was Olive Oil. Balsamic Caramel was a bit too Balsamic. Thai Chili Lime needed some smoothing out, but I did like the kick from it. Host friend a bit nonplussed but did like coconut flavour.
4. BBQ Coréen les Frères for sendoff dinner. We ordered the kalbi and bulgogi on the BBQ. Splendiferous charcoal BBQ. Wonderful copious sides, especially the dried fish. Perfect after walking the GG bridge. It nearly made me miss my plane because we couldn’t stop snorkeling.
Unfortunately…no one believed me when I said I wanted spicy, very very spicy. No one has any hot sauce. It’s weird.
Also while host friend is very dear to me, and it looks now like quite an elaborate snorkel, in reality I was not able to try as much as I wanted to because host friend has generally boring tastes and a tiny appetite, can’t understand my foodieness. Oh, well.
Did I not hook you up with the BBQ Coréen? (Was that on the list?)
Next time you are here, I make you jerk chicken.
We went to HS on Sunday with the in-laws- I tasted the chile lime- I would have gotten in if I could have paired it with something, but I couldn’t figure out what. The Tahitian Vanilla was excellent, and the Secret Breakfast was extra bourbony. They had just run out of the strawberry candied jalapeño. Th coconut was popular with the in-laws. I think the olive oil is excellent. I don’t like tart frozen yogurt, but the blood orange yogurt had a wonderful orange taste under the yogurt taste. The chocolate sorbet was also good.
Also, small note: TUSTOSAN is just the area OSAN that is TUST. Other areas are not so US. TUSMOSAN where HS is, is likely a little US, though.
I am very happy you were able to enjoy yourself!
I think I gained 5 pounds of jealousy weight reading Mandos’ Report.
Also, has no one in TUSTOSAN heard of a bagel?
I had a similar experience in Seattle, world-class smoked salmon and not a decent bagel for 3,000 miles.
Pinko: BBQ Les Frères was definitely on the list. It was the first thing my eyes wandered to, actually, I am big. I was a little nervous about trying to bring host friend there, but while he complained (he loves to complain) he actually finished after me, my appetite suddenly having been curtailed when I saw the clock…
SFO is an OK airport. No vending machines and everything closed for late night flights.
Bay area prices were mostly reasonable and similar to Chucklestani/Fishtown prices. The Café Floré was a meeting between me and this person, whom I have been meeting once a year for the past three years now in different parts of the USA.
The sightseeing report:
Wednesday
1. Wandered the Castro, a little lost. Figured out public transit (BART, MUNI).
2. Wicked the musical. I had seen it before and I own the NY soundtrack (which sounds exactly like the live Broadway performance…). This one was a little different as they adapt to the actors, who were not at all the same as Kristin Chenoweth and Idina Menzel-and-understudies. My brain kept registering the differences as “mistakes” and it was kind of jarring, but Glinda was actually funnier in terms of acting. Host friend liked.
Thursday
1. Bus from la rue de la Place pour Embarquer to the commuter rail. Saw University of Suck (pretty campus) and even went up to the bell-decorated glans of its right-wing phallic protuberance. Wandered Haut-Bâton—pretty college town, there is definitely worse…um.
2. Suburban Saint-Joseph, and points between TUSTOSAN and Saint-Joseph seen by train, including le Pavillion Hewlett-Packard. Weird.
Friday
1. The big G, from the inside. Thorough tour. There are snack stops pretty much every few feet with crazy drinks. I keep saying it’s like a kindergarten for grownups.
2. Musée de l’Histoire de l’Informatique near the big G. Small but nice, I love old hardware and actually I scarily remember using some of that stuff.
3. Random parts of banlieues, pretty but what you expect.
Saturday
1. Wandered with host friend along tourist attractions on la rue de la Place pour Embarquer. Art gallery figured out we were tech dudes, made hilarious sales pitch.
2. Chocolate factory.
3. Le tour de Mme. Coit. Sorry, I keep reading that name in French and giggling. See here. Anyway, we actually spent quite a long time there because host friend met random elderly Irish couple and grandpa was a football (the real kind) fan, and so is host friend. So lots of argument over something called “Arsenal” and so on…
4. We went briefly into the Forbidden Zone on Pinko’s list. I’ve seen worse.
5. SF Int’l Film Festival. Host friend was curious about film from home country. It was good but not spectacular, and it actually adopted Hollywood conventions a little too earnestly.
Sunday
1. Late start. I wandered around neighbourhood because host friend needs at least nine hours of sleep a night or something. Decided to discover the almonds.
2. Public library, quite nice. Host friend got himself a card finally, I picked out something he must read (KSR’s Red Mars).
3. Asian art museum—worth the money, very good actually, free audioguide is entertaining.
4. GG Bridge. Longer than it looks!
(5. Received email that serious harshed mellow, thankfully it was after dinner.)
In all of this, I also somehow managed to submit a paper! Vacations are sometimes more productive, not less.
Missed the church in the Quartier Italien and the crazy modernist Cathedral that was unfortunately closed. Without being Christian I am a fan of church architecture.
I am big on Korean, I meant to say. D’oh! I am also big too, but that’s another story.
You met BD? You know everyone!
I’ve been meeting BD for years, as I said. Our meeting this time was a little rushed as she had work to do.
This is hilarious, click on the names for French pronunciations of state names:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/User:16@r/French_map_of_the_USA
Oh, and it wasn’t about global warming.
Still funny though.