We both turned to look at the other trying to mask our interest with the disdain that we knew we should have felt toward the encouragement to spend so freely during the depths of the recession that followed the crash of 2008. But we were too gluttonous to let the opportunity pass by. So we booked it. Continue reading “Napa Valley Wine Train”
I used to dislike oysters. More accurately, I never knew that I liked oysters. For whatever reason, oysters fell into that category of food that I had never had but nonetheless didn’t like. Burritos and Thai food used to fall in that category too.
I finally first had oysters at a get together at a friend’s 35th birthday at Ti Couz, which has since closed. We were all a few drinks in having waited for a table to be set, so when the suggestion arose that we order some raw oysters, I went along. All eyes were on me as I slurped my first, fully expecting that it would be like eating snot from a rock. I could not have been more wrong.
On a hot day like today, a little chilled white wine definitely hits the spot. Meyer Family Cellars 2016 Sauvignon Blanc (89% Sauvignon Blanc; 11% Semillon) is light, crisp, with good minerality to get your lips smacking. Just some of the bounty we gathered during our recent trip to the Yorkville Highlands.
After riding across the eastern span of the Bay Bridge, I knew that I would need to refuel before heading back. The plan was to finally try a hot dog from Mateo’s Hot Dogs, a staple on Treasure Island that has been there since 2011. But it was still early and I felt like I should take the opportunity to explore the island first.
Taking a right onto California Ave, I spied a pink shack emblazoned with a sign indicating that it housed Tammy’s Chicken in Waffles. Intrigued, I rode by trying to appear as noncommittal as possible. Continue reading “A Treasure of Treasure Island”