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drama, dinner and scandal

Posted in friends, HomeSlice, ramblings, restaurant, san francisco with tags , , , , , , , , , , on Saturday 25 July, 2009 by the Notorious O.S.C.

sat 25 july 8:41am

i don’t know why i’m so awake this early.  i’m already dressed and ready to go to the gym!

went to see improv last night.  czechxican’s boyfriend likes to do this as a “hobby”, and homeslice and i attended, you know, in support.

this was a “herald” as they called it.  the audience screams out a topic, and they build a story based on it.  seems simple enough.  but, rather than comedy, it’s experimental drama-dy, for lack of a better explanation.  the actors were going for was “serious drama” rather than hilarious comedy. (both of which can fail miserably)

it was painful to watch at times, because it was a became embarrassing and awkward for us viewers.  at times, the three of us were huddled down in our seats, feeling the pain and awkwardness of watching a train wreck in slow motion, and knowing that there was nothing that could be done about it.

afterwards, we went to the new vineria ristorante in mint plaza, aptly named, 54Mint.  only later to find out that–gasp–it’s actually located at 16 mint plaza.

it was pretty crowded, which is understandable for a friday night at about 9:45pm.

we stand there, and the chef/owners are hangin out, schmoozing (possibly in eye-talian) with some of the bar patrons.

we check in with the hostae.  she tells us it’lll be about 10 minutes.  cool.

we retire to the bar area.

then i run into monnie.  we hug, and catch up for a second. she tells me that she just got her tooth pulled.  ouch.  there’s a downstairs wine cellar too. she’s working on the main floor. she says she’ll probably be our server. cool.

decor is cool.  light colored wood tables, lots of bright white, weird jugs of stuff on the shelves.  lots of wine bottles. various cured animals hanging from large hooks near the bar. big wheels of cheese, huge jars of different kinds of salts.

check out some photos from SFGate.

a busser of sorts asks us how long we’ve been waiting. he says he’ll get a table ready for us. it seemed a little weird. i felt like he was stealing us from the upstairs area for the downstairs.

whatever, we get sat downstairs in the wine cellar area.  it’s cool. it’s storage-slash-dining room.  i like how they don’t try to hide all their wine/dry goods storage, but rather, make it part of the decor. 

the busser-who i later find out is a “manager” seats us and starts schmoozing and blah blah blah blah by trying to perform and entertain us.

it’s one of the worst thing that a food service person can do to me.  i don’t come here to be entertained. i come here to eat. whatever.  we talk about wine and a little bit about the food.

he comes back with everyone else’s wine, and then he says something like, oh, so you’re only having water, right?  being very playful, etc. ok, no wine for you.  and then launches into descriptions of almost every single item on the menu.

meanwhile, i still don’t have my wine.

then he goes on about the olive oil and the 20year old balsamic and blah blah blah.  meanwhile, i still don’t have my wine.  i’m wondering why he’s playing so much. and then i realize he’s trying to buy time so that he can try to remember what i ordered.

another thing that i hate about food service folks.  if you don’t remember what i ordered, own up to it, rather than doing some silly song and dance to try and distract me.   and next time, use paper!

eventually our server came by and we ordered.  home slice and i shared the squid ink risotto ball and some gamberi with sea salt.  the risotto ball was actually a fried rectangle, and it was kick ass! the prawns came in their shells with the heads on.  usually i find it annoying, but this time, i found it to be very cool.  and they were delicious.  can’t remember what the other apps were at the table.  a salad and something.

next course pork belly. pretty tasty but so damn full of fat.  and also caprese salad. yummers.  there was also ravioli: light simple and very very fluffy pasta.  and pesto, but made with walnuts (?) pistachios (?) instead of pine nuts.  so it wasn’t green, it was sort of grey-ish brown.  kick ass!

dessert was chocolate something or other. rich, but very dry.  some sort of cake. and biscotti. and all the cream comes from Straus farm.

moments later, the busser/”manager” brought out a panna cotta with 20year old balsamic.  everyone was raving about how delicious the panna cotta is.  i wasn’t feeling it so much with the balsamic.

don’t get me wrong, i like balsamic. i like panna cotta. and together?  they’re…ok.  i’m not gonna have raging orgasms over it.

meanwhile, upstairs seemed like lotsa loud music and clapping and partying. i felt like we were missing out on the fun, because this busser/”manager” person stole us from upstairs.

and it took forever to get the check.

and the busser/manager kept coming back, and egging us on to drink more wine.  “come on, more wine, i’m not kidding, why not?”  meanwhile, it’s 12:45 and we’re the ONLY ones in the restaurant.    hell yeah i was ready for another drink, but it wasn’t gonna be at this place!

then he launches into another story about how he’s the “manager”, (so he claims) and the owners are drinking a lot tonight, and sorry for the long wait for a table, and some people waited for an hour, and i’ve pretty much lived at this place for for the last 3months, and i there was a server here who got fired, but then she showed up and blah blah blah blah.  STFU already, buddy.

eventually we got the check, but it took another 10 minutes for them to pick it up, and run the credit cards. this made a very long meal even longer.

overall, the food is solid, simple, clean.  and i enjoyed it. i’ll have to try it again.

on the way home, i ran into jacko.  he told me that Hell just got fired from the Restaurant.  stfu!  i’m surprised because i never thought it’d happen.  and i’m also not surprised, because he was a suck-ass manager.

i told him i just came from 54mint and i saw monnie.  he thought she didn’t work there anymore because he got a txt from her the other day asking if he knew about any jobs.  i told him that yeah, she was working, i just saw her. then me and homeslice realized that when busser/”manager” guy was talking about one of the servers who got fired, but came back, he was probably talking about monnie.




Posted in bar, bars, bicycle, club, dive bars, drinking, Frank, friends, gym, happy hour, HomeSlice, ramblings, restaurant, san francisco, work with tags , , , on Sunday 31 May, 2009 by the Notorious O.S.C.

31 may sun.

what the hell have i been doing lately? a whole lot of un-important.  mostly happy hours, i think.

tried a few new restaurants, and re-connected with old ones. tropisueno, local, extreme pizza, dim sum bar, the view, oola, farmerbrown, indian buffet.

tried some new happpy hours: perry’s, cosmopolitan cafe, roe, la mar, two, mccormick&kuletos, taco tuesday.

reacquainted myself with, and introduced myself to some of the bars and clubs around: trigger, sadlands, slide, toadhall, vessel, matrixfillmore, medjool.

reconnected with current and met some new friends: homeslice, Dave from the MidWest, czechxican, theColleague, MishyMoo, Frank

all while riding my bike around town, and sprinkling a few trips to the gym here and there. and i guess i’ve been working too.

food bank and pizza

Posted in birthday, friends, HomeSlice, restaurant, san francisco with tags , , , , on Tuesday 23 December, 2008 by the Notorious O.S.C.

[where: 337 3rd St, 94107]

wed dec17, was HomeSlice’s bday. and this year, she decided that we were all gonna volunteer at the SF Food Bank. it was fun, and fulfilling, and hard work, and touching all at the same time. such a sense of accomplishment when you see how much you have packed/sorted/moved/etc.

afterwards, we went to Pazzia.
excellent pizza in SoMA.

good times


the front porch

Posted in CrazyCzechs, friends, HomeSlice, restaurant, san francisco with tags on Friday 9 November, 2007 by the Notorious O.S.C.

fri 9 nov 13:02

HomeSlice, CrazyCzech and I went to the front porch last night. it’s from the same folks who brought you emmy’s spaghetti shack .

it’s way the fuck down mission st, sort of bernal heights-ish. southern, caribbean inspired soul food.

there’s a little porch in front, just like the name suggests. it’d be way more effective if SF weather wasn’t so brisk all the time. the server’s got a white patch in his hair. (hey. a guy i knew in HS had the same thing going on. interesting.) the clientele has sort of a vintagey, i’m-living-life-as-if-its-still-the-1950s-vibe to it. not necessarily irritating. this time.

the yelpers told me to get miss ollie’s fried chicken. i’m glad i did. HomeSlice had the pork chop and beans, CrazyCzech had jerk steak. oh, and what the fuck did i start with… some sort of soup with okra, lobster, ham, and taro leaves. and some roasted root vegetables (a combo of, uh, taro? sweet potato? turnip?) kick ass!

dessert was a pumpkin pine nut paaah! (pie)

great place. glad i finally made it there! dunno how long it’ll take me to get back tho. we’ll see.

[where: 65a 29th st, san francisco, CA 94110]

lost keys

Posted in HomeSlice on Tuesday 9 October, 2007 by the Notorious O.S.C.

tues 9 oct 00:15

HomeSlice locked herself outta her apt. i met up with her at Starfuckers in Laurel Heights. who knew that it was open 24 hours? and it was crazy crowded. wow. seemed like mostly students furiously tapping away at laptops, or studying what looked like calculus or organic chemistry. bleah. glad i’m not in college anymore.

i was also introduced to the beauty of Double Chocolate Chip Frappuccino Blended Creme
i may have a new addiction. we’ll see how it goes.
[where: Laurel Heights, 94118]

lazy sunday

Posted in HomeSlice, lazy, restaurant, san francisco with tags , on Monday 23 July, 2007 by the Notorious O.S.C.

mon 23 July 10:45

yesterday i didn’t do much of anything.

i didn’t look for a new place to live.

i didn’t go to the gym.

i barely left the apt.

i did have lunch with CrazyCzech at the Vietnamese noodle place.

then i got ready for work, only to be called off. 😮

i sat in Union Square and talked to Carmie.

and i still need to find a new man-purse/murse/man-bag.

then i got a phone call from HomeSlice, inviting me to dinner at Farina. thought it’d be good to try out a new restaurant with a bunch of friends. but oh, i was mistaken.

exhausting day

Posted in brunch, food, friends, gym, hipster, HomeSlice, restaurant, san francisco with tags , , on Wednesday 18 July, 2007 by the Notorious O.S.C.

Wednesday 18 July 00:13

didn’t do much of anything today besides eat.

met up with Jamie and her sis for brunch at Boogaloo’s in the Mission. I haven’t been there in a few years. it’s a little too hipper-than-thou, and I don’t have the proper skinny jeans and ironic clothing to even get past the door. we had the temple o spuds, which is basically a big mound of roasted potatoes with pico de gallo and sour cream. but incredibly delicioso! other stuff too. all great. most excellent were the mimosas, and a poinsetta. (champagne and cranberry juice). i feel like it has a different name at other places.

then I can’t remember what the hell I did. I rode my bike around a lot. tried to go to the bank, but never made it in time.

hung out at the westfield for a while, talking to M.

Went to meet HomeSlice and her parents for dinner at Q. we had to wait for a little while, but it was fine. it gave me some time to have some sangria, while the rest had wine.

I started out with one of the specials, sauteed white(?) jumbo shrimp in beurre blanc over polenta. yummers. next was a flank steak of sorts, with some sauce squeezed on it. it was called [insert unpronounceable name here]. khoteou oektoe or something. Homeboy told us it was an Indonesian(?) Indian(?) Thai(?) hot sauce. (as you can see, I don’t pay much attention to details of food. but I always know whether or not i like it. and i did!)

food was much much better than when I went there for lunch a few months ago. i must’ve gone on an off day or something.

Mr and Mrs HomeSlice were cute. just like any parents. Horsehair was there. i really like her. i should hang out with her more. WineGirl was there, too. she’s a wine buyer. she’s a quiet one, somewhat boring. but all right. it’s good her Boyfriend wasn’t there. i don’t like him too much. he’s got a bit of a Napoleon complex.

dinner was great. we had some wine, food was good, etc. i don’t know why i was so bitchy about going.

HomeSliceSister wasn’t there tonight, she’d already left to go back to NC(?). we talked about the half marathon they (HomeSlice, HomeSliceSister, and Linda) ran in Napa/Sonoma.

i rode home through incredible amounts of fog. really amazing. there’s so much of it. but it’s not cold! surprising. i didn’t need to put on my jacket or anything.

on the way home, i stopped at the 24hour grocery store on California St. i had a hankering for chocolate covered coffee beans. unfortunately for all of us involved, there were none on offer. 😦 so i bought a bar of dark dark dark chocolate. (85% cocoa!) it tastes like what i would imagine charcoal to taste like. not good.

oh, right, i went to the gym today too. Napoleon was there. he runs like a girl. i also saw the guy who looks like Liza Minelli’s gay ex-husband, and various other people for whom I have yet to come up with nicknames.

wow, I just got really tired. zzzzzz

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