Saturday, January 23, 2010

Shake Shack : Taylor's :: NY : SF
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At any given point in time, Americans are debating. Not only over bank regulation or healthcare policy, but also over burgers, burritos, and other Bs. Debating about burgers is as much of a staple of American culture as the sandwich itself. Five Guys vs. In-N-Out vs. Shake Shack vs. Taylor's is a fray on which I will resign from taking any side. Along the same vein, one can discuss at length the merits of NY and SF, Biggie and Tupac; but it's tough to definitively say which is better. They're just different flavors. The side you definitely don't want to be on in the burger debate, though, is that they're "just burgers".

In other news, I am moving to New York. Burgers will continue to be eaten. Now, the SF bucket list begins.

Shake Shack
Madison Ave and East 23rd St. 
Southeast Corner of Madison Square Park 
New York, NY 10010
(212) 889-6600

Taylor's Refresher
933 Main Street, 
St Helena, CA
(707) 963-3486

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Wednesday, January 06, 2010

The Wordy Obligatory Revival Post
Well, it's certainly been a while. A year and a half to be precise. I have written many a mental draft of this obligatory revival post, but could not bring myself to actually sit at my desk, type it out, and hit publish. I would duly explain my absence, recap the past year, and promise some sort of preview for posts going forward. Easier said than done. Much of the hesitation has simply been the pressure of starting to write again. How do I begin where I left off; would the obligatory revival post suffice; how would I ever finish my mounting backlog; would I be disciplined to keep up; how, if at all, is this blog sustainable? Despite my misgivings, I decided to write again. Frankly, I have dearly missed writing about food, exchanging musings with other food bloggers, and laying down some sort of structure, however intangible and tenuous, around this hobby. And if not for merely it's already 2010; better now than never.

- I started my first job after college in July 2008, needless to say, an interesting time to start one's career. Prior to that, I graduated in May and spent a lazy summer unwinding, interspersed with a trip to Peru (where I left off) and a few cities in Southern California. I spent 6 weeks training in New York, and what wonderful 6 weeks those were. Countless housewarming parties and good meals come to mind, including: Alto, Sushi Yasuda, EN Brasserie, Jean Georges, Dovetail, and certainly all the HH staples: ramen, all of Koreatown, and brunch. 

- I returned to San Francisco in September to start the job, and blogging became impossible with my hours (Mind you, I'm still at the same job but am trying to fit blogging into my daily routine; ha!). My days are Mixt Greens, Muracci's, SF Soup Co, Specialty's, Baladie's, and occasionally the Sentinel or Ferry Building (relegated to be a sunny Friday thing). My nights are typically takeout from Belden Alley, Akiko's, Bob's, Perbacco, or R&G. Over the course of working in SF, I have enjoyed trying (some more than others) meals at Coi, Wexler's, La Mar, Zinnia, Pres a Vi, Gitane, SPQR, Anchor & Hope, Saison, and Masa's, among many others. I don't get the chance to leave the city often, but have savored my excursions to Wine Country for Ubuntu and the requisite wine, Oakland for Everett & Jones and Five, and as always, the numerous trips to the South Bay for non food related shenanigans.  

- Traveling, outside the latitude of an academic schedule, is less frequent and more last-minute, but becomes more precious and satisfying. Several well-timed trips to NY for leisure and work allowed me to catch the Kandinsky and Bauhaus exhibits, in addition to being able to cross Marea, Corton, Aureole, and Convivio off my list. Work-related trips in Fall 2009 to Ann Arbor and Louisville were unexpected but proved two of the most memorable getaways of the year (an afternoon at Churchill Downs + a meal at Proof on Main).

- I spent a week in Spain in September 2009, visiting Madrid, San Sebastian, Bilbao, and Barcelona. I just got back from spending the holidays in Tokyo, Osaka, and Kyoto. Both trips were heavenly, and should have been much longer. Spain in itself was enough inspiration for me to start writing again.

Looking back, 2009 was a year of extremes; there was masochism and hedonism in large doses (generally, the vast majority of the time my blogger name is an egregious misnomer). I guess I net even. Until my next post (not so long a gap this time, promise), Happy 2010.

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Thursday, July 03, 2008

Back from Peru
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Just got back from an amazing time in Peru. Impressive ruins, great food, including a meal at my favorite cevicheria in the world.

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Wednesday, May 28, 2008

I'm done!
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I am officially no longer an undergraduate student. That means I can catch up on sleeping, eating, and blogging*.

Edit: *that is, up until the job starts.

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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

My last two months of college ...
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... and I am doing another late night in a 24-hour library. Anyhoo, spring break in London and Paris was amazing, despite the detrimental exchange rate. Many pictures to come.

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Thursday, October 11, 2007

Chicago
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I had an amazing time in Chicago. 24 course Alinea post coming soon (as are all other posts).

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Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Eleven Madison Park
Coming soon....
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Some really pristinely cut fish with ratatouille

I've been meaning to update, but school/career stuff has been more time-consuming than I had budgeted. I am heading to Chicago in around 48 hours for some molecularly gastronomic meals, including Schwa, Moto, and hopefully a seat at Alinea if I can get off the wait list. I am hoping to squeeze in a post before then, but if not, I will have accumulated a backlog of Chicago posts.

Update: I got a table at Alinea tomorrow. Is this the feeling people get on Christmas morning?

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Saturday, August 26, 2006

I am living under a rock
I've been back at school in New York for a few days now, but my apartment is without internet. The horror, indeed. Not only does that mean I'm backlogged up the wazoo, but that I've been cleaning, reading, and sleeping early. What's wrong with that, you ask? Well, everything. I pine for the RSS updates, emails, instant messages, as much as I pine for a good meal.

So when will life resume? September 8, officially, but I think I might blog away at the library like a good college student.

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Thursday, July 06, 2006

starving student
I recently received the following comment on my Bocadillos post:

"uh, you're a 19 year old college student? How can u afford to go out to eat at all these fancy places, and do you realize that most of us out here have to spend most of our money paying rent and other bills? I like your blog but just wish it was a little more realistic- maybe try reviewing a restaurant or two where normal people who don't live off of mommy and daddy's money could eat well. Believe it or not, there are some great places to eat in this city that don't cost $35+ per person."

Lucky me and many others to have one of the most fattening and expensive hobbies around. I am passionate about food--passionate enough to lug around my huge camera to take a photo of everything I eat and then talk about it long-windedly on this blog. As one of my favorite hobbies, dining out and trying restaurants can end up costing a lot. Do I think it's worth it? Absolutely. Most people end up spending a lot on their favorite hobby, whether it is on a musical instrument or art supplies; I don't feel food is any different.

And yes, I am a 19-year-old college student. Perhaps the "typical" college student more "typically" dines on pizza, tacos, and ramen, while my blog seems to tell a different story. I can see how my New York restaurant itinerary comes off as indulgent and downright snobby. But, in fact, I do eat at places that, even as a bottomless pit, I can leave full on a bill in the single digits. While I do appreciate a good value, I try not to let cost hinder me from what or where I want to eat. It just so happens that the restaurants I most enjoy or want to try hover around the upper-middle price range. Another factor to consider is that certain cuisines often cost more than others. At the same time, let me reiterate, I do go to places that cost <$35 a person.

Every blog is unique. I don't try to cater my blog to the college crowd or the price-sensitive--or anyone, for that matter. This blog is for me to document my meals, as well as to share some of my insight to those interested in my idea of good food.

As for "mommy and daddy", I thank them sincerely for supporting this hobby of mine.

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Saturday, April 01, 2006

The Stinky Cheese Girl
In lab yesterday, we had cheese tasting. As I have mentioned before, one of my goals this year is to cultivate myself to like strong cheeses. I'm pretty serious about that; it's on my Things to Do Before I Turn 20 List. I like to think that I eat almost anything, but cheese is one thing that is tougher for me. I will love cheese by the end of summer, if it's the last thing I do.

Soon, the class began to "smell like feet." Among other things uttered my by peers, "it smells like a dirty belly button!" We had a taste of fresh yogurt, mozarella, cheddar, jarlsberg, asiago, bucheron, catiembere, limburger, stilton, roquefort, and American. The yogurt had a sour milk aroma, but I actually liked it a lot. Mozarella and cheddar were typical. The jarlsberg was...much more offensive. It was very pungent and even slightly nutty. Moving on, I did like both the bucheron and camembert cheeses. Very creamy, soft, and not as rancid tasting as the asiago. My favorite of all, though, was the limburger. It definitely has a very pronounced aroma; I liked how it had hints of spiciness, sweetness, and saltiness. Slow progress, but progress nonetheless.

Roquefort. I still can't get myself to stomach the mold-injected, cave-aged cheese. The taste is definitely distinct--slightly metallic from the mold and near rancid from the sheep's milk. I think I'll have to look into psychotherapy to really love this stuff. A wise 80-year-old man said to me, "Roquefort is the Annette to your Sebastian Valmont." I couldn't have said it better myself.

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