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A San Francisco Girl's Down and Dirty Adventures in the Culinary Playground

Monday, June 25, 2007

He's So Pretty, and Some Other Stuff

Stop the presses, bitches -- I saw Jake Gyllenhal at Delfina last night.

I read all the time about famous people popping into my second home, so you'd think we would have seen one by now. Nope. Never. I don't know how this is possible considering how much fucking time I spend there, but it's true.

Last night, however, I was rewarded for my infinite patience. As Jon and I sat at our table with the best dining companion ever, I glanced to the doorway and noticed JG, in all his hotness, with a nice looking older lady (seemed to be of the relative variety). I was a little startled, actually, because I had not expected him to be so much more delicious in person.

He and his companion seemed to be very nice to the staff and they ordered very well (I asked). I expected no less from the hunk of man love that pulled things out of the burning wreckage at my beloved Manka's. Plus, he's so pretty.

In other news, I went to Calistoga Ranch last week thanks to a well connected girlfriend with a fat ass discount. You can only eat at their restaurant if you are staying there, so I will say that if you can afford to stay there then you should eat at the restaurant. Not only did our darling server, Hilary, offer us a less prissy menu when we couldn't face more fancy after a sublime lunch at Redd, but she also had them deliver our dessert of warm cookies to our room. SO FUCKING AWESOME.

I also got to go to the press opening of the Charles Chocolates factory. Dudes, go. I adore their beautiful, playful chocolates and the factory is the only place you can get the entire collection. The new "cafe" that allows you to watch the candy making process from start to finish is so unique and fun that I could sit there stuffing my pie hole and watching the little CC elves at work all day.

I know, I know, El Bulli. I underestimated how much time writing a book requires. I haven't forgotten you.

We made our annual trek to Swanton yesterday to do berry picking. You are totally missing out if you don't do this. Berries are $2/lb when you pick yourself, and if you are like me and Jon you will relish the control picking your own berries gives you (fully ripe only! no white! no green! pick the little ones, bitch!). So far we've made ollalieberry muffins, and a strawberry pie is next on the docket.

Also: Roxie Food Center is way overrated. I mean, for fuck's sake, is there any place in this God forsaken city to get a *good* east coast style sub?

xoxo
Joy

4 Comments:

Anonymous David said...

You're the only girl that I'd turn my back to Jake for...xo

6/26/2007 6:44 AM  
Blogger Erin S. said...

mr. gyllenllhalalalal (I never remember how to spell it) must have a penchant for local, sustainable foods. I've seen him at the Hollywood Farmers Market twice (once with heath ledger and michelle williams, my best celeb sighting ever!).

6/27/2007 1:13 PM  
Blogger Shantanu said...

Awesome food blog! My first time here. Love it, especially your writing style & language. You aren't British royalty in disguise now, are you? :)

7/02/2007 3:39 AM  
Anonymous Tana said...

You came to Swanton Berry Farm without TELLING ME?

Hmph.

7/10/2007 11:52 AM  

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