I Am Two Bites Away From Needing a Twelve Step Program
We've established that I have a problem. Sometimes, however, that problem smacks you square in the face.
Here is the evidence; important bits are in bold:
Wednesday, August 10th: In the afternoon, I meet some lovely ladies I know for a glass of wine and bites at Cesar. We are waited on by Kate, who I know because she works at The Slanted Door. Then onto rehearsal that evening for my show, where I find out that my fellow actor, Scott, bartends at both Cesar and Coco500 (whose bar was designed by Thad, our pal at The Slanted Door).
Thursday, August 11th (actual anniversary): Dinner at Delfina, where we see all my favorite people in the culinary world.
Friday, August 12th (observed anniversary): Lunch at Fish. in Sausalito. Dinner at Cyrus, where we meet all kinds of great staff, including super cutie sommelier Jason Alexander (no relation to George Costanza). We also recall that when Chef Doug Keane was at Market, he told us his graham cracker recipe came from Elizabeth Falkner of Citizen Cake.
Saturday, August 13th: Stop by Cyrus with a thank you note (full story to come). Lunch at Barndiva in Healdsburg, Dinner at Taiwan on Clement Street.
Sunday, August 14th: Time for a restaurant breather as today is the food blogger's picnic (see post below).
Monday, August 15th (payday -- woo hoo!): Decide to check out Coco500 and pay Scott a visit. We sit at the bar. Gordon Ramsay is behind us in the dining room. Elizabeth Falkner is at the other end of bar. I say, "hey, we dig your restaurant, we know Bruce (their chef until recently, who we knew when he was the lunch chef at the Slow Club and we worked next door)." She says, "Thanks, come in now that he's gone, too." As we tuck into our squid with black rice, a voice from behind says "Thank you for your nice note." I turn around and almost pass out. It's Jason Alexander, my boyfriend from Cyrus. We send him some dessert.
Tuesday, August 16th: Boss takes a bunch of us to Chez Panisse for lunch as a thank you (nice, right?). After stuffing myself fuller than I have any right to, we head outside. Who walks out of Cesar to grab some boxes of oranges? Scott.
I am living in the incestuous twilight zone of dining. Somebody please stop me before I hurt myself.
"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."