Blissful Brunch and More!

Brunching is one of my favorite past times in New York. There are two restaurants that serve amazing breakfast food: DuMont and Relish. What I love about DuMont is that they serve you free doughnut holes while you wait for your food to come. The waitress declared, everyone needs doughnut holes; and lady-- I concur!







In Relish, one side looks like an old school diner, the otherside is all sexed up with gold walls and dark velvet booths. They serve delicious milkshakes, as well as brunch drinks...alcoholic brunch drinks. They have a list of more exotic flavored mimosas which include, mango, peach, and pink grapefruit! Delicious!



Either of these restaurants are a good bet for a mouthwatering brunch experience.




If love was in the form of food...like a dream come true, and everything you touch turns into culinary gold....you would find it at Sweetwater Bar & Grill. I've never tried borsch before, but my friend ordered it and told me to give it a try. If you don't know what borsch is, it's a soup made of beets. Now if you're like me, you'll think: Beets? Eew gross! Isn't that for old people, like prunes or something? I dunno, if that's what old people eat, then call me grandma because it was incredible! It has this sweet earthy taste, yet super rich and satisfying. The Three Cheeses Gnocchi is delicious! Tiny little potato dumplings baked into this creamy cheese sauce. YUMMAAAAY!

But nothing can defeat the Switzerland Lamb Shanks. Tender morsels of meat that literally fall off the bones. It's so soft, you barely need to chew. Pair that up with creamy mashed potatoes, topped with some refreshing watercress. HEAVEN!!!

Back into Hospitality

*Holding up mike" Testing...testing

Ladies and Gents! It is my pleasure to say I will not longer be making a 1.5 hours commute to work everyday. I will no longer endure having to take 3 separate buses. I will no longer work every Saturday while everyone is out gallivanting or nursing their hangover. I will no longer lose valuable sleeping hours in order to barely make it to work. Sleep is my drug and I constantly want more.

I am going back into the hospitality business except this time I will not bare the full assault of the front desk. In fact, I am tucked away in a nice little nook in the Accounting department. Yes, sound very dry. Hey, I rather deal with that then testy old men yelling at you or even worse, maidens who passed their prime trying to regain their youth by shamelessly flirting with young and naive younger men. Oh, those cougars!

The benefits of working for a hotel is limitless. Well the food is anyway. I will not have to pay for lunch anymore. Mountains of gourmet food prepare by some of the finest chef in the industry. The intoxicating smell as I walk by the kitchen will make Homer envy in disgust. I will be getting plump and doughy very soon.

The only downside of going back into the hospitality: having to dress up again. I do have the clothes for it, but on some days you just want to be able to come in with no gel in your hair and a pair of jeans. I also had to take out my industrial piercing. Ohh, those were some great times I had with it.

To Nark or Not to Nark

Today for lunch, my company ordered take out from our usual lunch eatery. As I eagerly opened my box, fork in hand, mouth salivating, and stomach growling with a threatening "grrrrr", I spot on the edge of my food a single strand of.....HAIR!!!!!! Since the restaurant owners are friends of ours, I quietly removed the strand along with the surrounding pieces of lunch. 

To my dismay, I did not find only one, nor two, but THREE, that's three-times-more-than-necessary strands of hair--two stray floaty ones, and the last, which was my favorite, was lodged and looked like it was baked into my chicken. And all within 10 minutes. 

Here's my dilemma, do I rat to everyone I know the display of insanitary lack of hair nets during food preparation which led to my lunchtime debacle? Or do I just warn them and ask for some free meals? I would think the latter...but the placebo effect has started to sink in, and my stomach demands revenge! 

My Creative Director dubbed me Optic-Pecia Girl, and that my super hero power is that I am able to locate strands of hair, anywhere. He continued to elaborate, that as my powers develop, I am able to see any disembodied body parts, say nails, teeth, etc...and that I will be a one woman CSI power house. We had an interesting lunch conversation.

Any how, I think I'll just send the owner some Rogaine--signed Optic-Pecia Girl. And I'll nark when I find a fingertip in my chili. 

2008 To do:

1. Do Laundry
2. Get eggs
3. Go to exploritorium
4. Take Hip Hop classes
5. Play bingo @ the knockout
6. Make bonfire @ Ocean Beach w/ root beer (to drink of course,
silly...)
7. Go to sake lounge down the street
8. Buy a wii
9. Sleep

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what *is* jaeger?

Ok.... so i couldnt find the API/Client that helps me blog :( and i was a'fear-ed of repercussions for not blogging on time....

Instead of a quiet night in crocheting and watching the food network (hey! dont hate, you know you do it too.... ), i was dragged out to Dragon friday night with Nam and his friends. There's nothing more funny than 3 fruits trying to get the night started by standing in our tiny kitchen with all the cups out of our cupboard, a bottle of jaeger, absolute, assorted beer and a lighter.

you just had to be there... that was a sight to see

I havent been to a gay club in a while, the last time i went it was to badlands and i didnt like it-- only because of the crowded and my gastric showcase on the streets just made it into a memorable experience that you want to forget. ::groan:: 1.5 amf!!

anywhos, Dragon is kick ass if you're a girl that just want to go out and have fun and now worry about some skeezy straight guy groping you in the middle of the dance floor. Or worse, find those straight guys that lurk in gay clubs because they know girls let their guards down. blech...

But thankfully, with exception of a couple of girls, there was nothing in sight that was straight... oh so sad, the bartender was kinda cute :( but of course, that works to my advantage :)

Bottom line:
fun. carefree. friendly. straight-boy free. knowledge of the crackpipe.
4.5 out of 5 yarn balls =D

Kabuki AMC Gone Sundance

The first thing that comes to mind when you think of a date is usually "dinner and a movie". I didn't go to a date, I didn't have dinner but I did watch a movie.

You should all know that the Kabuki Theater in San Francisco has just become the Kabuki Theatre. Yes, say that with an English accent, Charles, because it got a head to toe swank make-over. They have ASSIGNED SEATING, WTF?! When you purchase your tickets, the guy behind the counter spins his little monitor around and you get to pick your seat. And get this, there are ammenity fees. Ammenity Fees? Apparently, they're charging you mucho more moolah because the whole place has gone "green" and to keep up with those environment friendly ways, they're charging you the extra buck for your planet-saving bang.

They put in a new Kabuki Bistro and Bar, so you can totally bring your date to Japantown and just do your dinner AND your movie, all in the convenient same place. It's completely decked out with their fancy furniture that looks like they've been purchased from Room&Board, or Design Within Reach. And the mood lighting!! Oh the mood lighting...(insert sex kitten purr here.) They have this neutral, earth-tone color palette going on. And it's all dimly lit with candles and looks very cozy and romantic like someone should just get on one knee and propose to a girl or something. Plus, if you can prove you're 21+, you can go to the bar, order some drinks, and just bring it with you into the movie in the balcony area. Drunk movie viewing anyone?

A total plus: no smartass kid selling you popcorn, no ghetto people talking smack during the movie, and the place is just disturbingly clean. Down side, pretentious yet over eager ushers, money money money (but trust me, you get what you pay for), but hey, you get validated parking...so that's always a perk.

Just in case you're wondering, I watched Juno. If you haven't seen it yet, you should...my thumbs are way up! No one does awkward lanky teenager like Michael Cera, and his onset dad from Arrested Development, Jason Bateman, is in it. So WATCH IT!!

Dine About Town

The 7th Annual Dine About Town is back!!!!

From January 15-31, 2008 you can try new restaurants and have multiple orgasmic experiences in your mouth. Oh yes, pun definitely intended. Here is a brief info about what Dine About Town is all about. You can visit participating San Francisco restaurants where a 3 courses meal is prepared for the low low (well not that low) price of $21.95 for lunch and $31.95 for dinner.

Visit http://www.onlyinsanfrancisco.com/dineabouttown/ for participating restaurants and plan your cuisines for the following two weeks. Don't eat in! Save that ramen and cold chicken for another day.

I will be trying out Ruth's Chris Steak House or Aziza. I'm drooling just thinking about it. YUM!!

Moldy Green Couch in Action!

This blog is brought to you by a bunch of friends that want to share their entertainment experiences; whether it's eating at restaurants, going to events, cool things they bought, or interesting books/movies/music they've encountered. So here's to experiences we've enjoyed that you might like...or experiences we hated that you might want to avoid. Cheers!


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Tonight a bunch of us went to the "usual" watering hole (It was virgin night for some of us, ahem, NAM), Yancy's on Irving St, and we experienced the ever so delightful "Crack Pipe". This rather smooth and tasty drink was brought to the attention of the bartender by a random lady stranger. It consists of blueberry vodka, topped with Apple Pucker, and dropped into an awaiting glass of Red Bull. Exclamations of "YUMMERS!" could be heard around the circle, but why is it called Crack Pipe, none of us know. Although I'm assuming it's because it keeps you awake and on edge but nicely buzzed. Like right now, it's almost midnight, and I should be sleeping so I can wake up early for work-- instead I'm here typing away about my "crack pipe" experience.