Saturday, April 24, 2010

Cookies, Tecate, Twitter

After holding out for some time, I've finally decided to join the club that is twitter. Now you can follow the mundane activities of my life in 140 characters or less. Or put another way, I can direct you to non-blog worthy material that some of you just might be interested in. Take for example friday afternoon: I had two dollars left to my name, and things were lookin' bad. Tecate to the rescue. And cookies. Actually, things were just dandy.
From here on, look for similar missives, epiphanies, rants against organized religion, and taco tips right here. Follow me, or don't. See you in the ether.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Porchetta at Roli Roti. The Best Sandwich Ever?

As a man of hyperbole, I love to say things are mind blowing, amazing, or simply the best. Sometimes even the worst. Maybe this tendency undermines my credibility in the eyes of those who know me, and those who've come across some of my writing. They might have a point.

It has been two weeks since I finally got around to eating the famous porchetta at the Ferry Building. It had been built up as something special, but it still surpassed all the hype. I've been wondering what to say about this sandwich since the moment I took my first bite. Coming up with something intelligent and coherent has thus far eluded me. Even though this has never been my forte, it's a tad embarrassing to eat the best sandwich you've ever had and have nothing to say. Maybe I should just let the pictures do the talking.

I first read about this porchetta a few year ago here. Well, at the time I was half the world away and it didn't really register. Upon moving to the Bay Area, it was suggested I seek this out. I let it slide. I was told in person that I had to try this sandwich and again did nothing. Then it was written up yet again. Is there a lesson here?

I had no idea pork this good was possible in America...
I finally ended up at the right place at the right time and had my sandwich. I waited for forty minutes and it still would have been worth it for eighty. If you don't believe me, just have a look.
Should you hurry up to eat this sandwich? That depends. How soon would you like all subsequent sandwiches to be ruined?

Look for Roli Roti at many Bay Area farmers markets. Porchetta can be had in San Francisco at the Thursday and Saturday farmers market at the Ferry Building. Get there early, they do run out.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Career Opportunities

Mushrooms on display at San Francisco's Ferry Building.

Seeing that to buy a enough chantrelles for a meal might mean selling one of your kidneys, I think some of my recent activities suggest a possible career change.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Tasty Salty Pig Parts at Boccalone

After nearly two years of mostly ignoring the Ferry Building in San Francisco, I've finally decided I can't do this any longer. My reasons mostly have to do with not being easily lured by such expensive and or famous locations, which I admit is ridiculous in some ways. At the end of the way, I'd rather be in a more unassuming place: in a gutter, at a market, or maybe a taco truck. However, there's some really special stuff at the Ferry Building, and for a special occasion, it just makes sense.

Some friends were in town and we hit the Ferry Building on a Monday at about midday. As always it was filled with camera toting tourists and business people on lunch. I immediately headed for Blue Bottle Coffee. I needed to be heavily medicated if I was going to be able to handle this scene. Breathe...

I picked up an olive roll at Acme Bread Company and quickly devoured it. Foolish. Next we went for some Tasty Salty Pig Parts at Boccalone. Boccalone is an excellent shop specializing in artisan cured meats.

My friends opted for a platter of meat. I admit it, I'm not entirely certain of the meats I'm looking at. A little help here guys:
As I had only myself to feed, I opted for a cone of meat. Think a snow cone but instead of ice and purple flavor, you get meat. Delicious, artisan cured meat.
It was like an acid trip at the circus or maybe a verse out of a Robyn Hitchcock song. However, there was nothing scary about this. Meat-cone has now entered my vocabulary.

My advice to you is to get over to Acme bread, buy some of their excellent bread (rosemary rolls, olive rolls, etc.) and get you and a couple of friends a platter of artisan cured meats at Boccalone. If you are alone and lonely, there's always the meat-cone.

1 Ferry Bldg
San Francisco, CA 94111
(415) 433-6500

Monday, April 5, 2010

Dear Spring...

I love you.
That's mixed farmers market greens topped with fresh asparagus, strawberries, and portabellos. Oh, and the Racer 5 IPA didn't hurt either. That is all.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Accidental Easter Brunch

Friends visiting from out of town provided an excellent opportunity for brunch. Also, the awful weather made for a great excuse to sit around and eat delicious food and drink freshly roasted coffee. It just so happened to be Easter, but that was merely a coincidence. We only briefly discussed the little problems that the catholic church is currently facing. If it wasn't so gut wrenchingly disgusting, I just might laugh about it. But the thousands of molestations and the subsequent cover ups leading all the way to Pope Benedict is no laughing matter. Where was I? Oh, brunch. We celebrated the resurrection with potato salad and aebleskivers.

I have inherited this bizarre ritual of making aebleskivers on Jesus holidays. When I was a kid my dad would make us our yearly batch on Christmas. I don't much care for Christmas but damn do I ever love aebleskivers! I recently came into a second pan, so it was easy to quickly make a batch for a group of diners.
A well greased pan and a technique involving a chopstick and you've got yourself some perfect dough balls. Well, maybe not perfect, but you get the idea.
You can fill them with jam, but I've never done this. I recommend powdered sugar and lemon juice. Strawberries, honey, and or jam on the side doesn't hurt either.
I'm falling behind. I've just dedicated a few tens of minutes to Easter but not yet completed my post on Passover. Stay Tuned! And if my little jibes at Catholicism have offended you, I'm not sorry.