'blog-post-thing the One After 999 (plus) Raccoon Island Discovery Day ~ Anniversary the 5th
https://cliffhouse.com/bistro/ Place: the Bistro Restaurant at Cliff House Location: 1090 Point Lobos (at the end of the Earth/Ocean Beach) Hours: open for breakfast Monday - Saturday at 9:00am, Sunday at 8:30am Meal: Joe's (not-really-so-very) Special (I-suppose-when-you-excise-the-dead-decaying-grinded-up-bovine-flesh) Scramble~ scrambled eggs with sautéed ground beef (which I made sure to have éighty-sixéd), onions, mushrooms, spinach, topped with Parmesan cheese, served with fresh fruit and roasted potatoes; once again, to drink, a Ramos Fizz ~ Gordon's gin | sweet & sour | egg whites | cream | orange flower water; and, as always, a basket of (World) Famous Cliff HousePopovers(!) with two hot, fresh outta the oven
I had not originally planned for my 1,000th 'blog-entry to include (World) Famous Cliff House Popovers(!); however, when I saw that I was closing in on the ten-century mark, anyway, I made sure to adjust my breakfast trips so that this would indeed happen. Because of which, I ventured back to the Bistro Restaurant at Cliff House (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, September 16th, 2018) to close-out the early 2019 workout of my Breakfastary Starting Rotation. I arrived almost exactly at 8:30am this morning. I was the first one in line and was admitted as soon as they had opened, so I was assured of getting a great viewing table along the west-facing window-wall overlooking Seal Rocks and Ocean Beach. I have had all of their vegetarian-viable breakfast options many times over now and really have nothing to complain about as they are always worth reordering. However, I really wish they did still offered a Greek Scramble (it was one of the better versions in the city and was made with authentic Kalamata olives and Greek Feta); this exclusion is very strange, 'cause the owners of the restaurant are actually Greek themselves.
Today's scramble included a profusely perfect preponderance of spinach that would make even Popeye profoundly proud. Even though there were only two (World) Famous Cliff HousePopovers(!), those were sufficient for me this morning. I promptly ate both of them (with butter and marmalade on one and butter and strawberry jam on the other ~ "Get 'em while they're hot!") even before the meal had arrived. This morning's side of fresh fruits was/were: watermelon, (red) grapes, cantaloupe, and honeydew melon. Needless to say, it was all a very-good-portioned breakfast for my moderate appetite. Even so, after the meal, they had the "noive" to try and tempt me with any of their desserts!!! (Warm Triple Fudge Brownie [salted caramel sauce & Chantilly cream] or Peanut Butter Cheesecake [candied peanuts, fudge sauce & Chantilly cream], anyone?!) the Bistro Restaurant at Cliff Houseonly has Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) for use as a condimentary supplement. So I just used some of my own Tijuana Flats Tex-MexSmack My *ssand Call Me Santa (Thanks, Rick!) on the scramble-mess and some Laura Plantation Vidalia® Onion & Peach Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & Greg!) on the potatoes.
Hollywoodland Spotlight of the Day This photo was just overlooking my right shoulder during breakfast. Of course, almost anyone that has been a child since 1939 knows that Frank Morgan (born Francis Phillip Wuppermann; June 1, 1890 – September 18, 1949) played the titular character (along with a few other roles in the movie) in "the Wizard of Oz"[1]. I just love that his photo is directly above the one of Frances Gumm (the lesser-known of the Gumm Sisters, of course). https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0604656/
Raccoon Island Discovery Day Anniversary Strange Interlude ~ 2019 Those ungrateful little masked rat-bastages! On the fifth anniversary of my "discoverying" Raccoon Island, I had fully prepared to share with them some purloined (unsalted) roasted peanuts and illegal Zante currants! However, there were none to be found when I arrived at the shores across from Raccoon Island this morning after breakfast. (Okay, it was 9:30am, and they really all shoulda been asleep by then, anyway, but still... ) The only wildlife present were several Grey Squirrels (the top photo shows how large they can get when people keep incessantly feeding them). The middle photo is of a couple of female Ring-necked Ducks (Aythya collaris) that usually only show up in Golden Gate Park in Winter and early-Spring. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Joe's (not-really-so-very) Special (I-suppose-when-you-excise-the-dead-decaying-grinded-up-bovine-flesh) Scramble ~ 6.6; Ramos Fizz ~ 7.0; (World) Famous Cliff HousePopovers(!) ~ 8.22; Raccoon Island environs and its autochthonic wildlife ~ 8.5 ___________________
1. W. C. Fields was originally chosen for the role of the Wizard, but Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios ran out of patience after protracted haggling over his fee.
https://thecavaliersf.com/ Place: the Cavalier Location: 360 Jessie Street (on the corner of 5th Street; about half-way between Market and Mission Streets) Hours: breakfast served from 7:00am (Saturday-Friday) Meal: Breakfast Sandwich ~ fried hen (they feel the need to specify this on the menu, too) egg, crispy bacon (they do not specify if this bacon was of the porcine variety, but they were nice enough to 86 the dead, decaying fried-up pork butt and substitute it for some sliced avocado), peppercress, shallot and mustard dressing; a side of Crispy Potatoes; and, to drink, a blackcurrant, ginger and lime refresher (which came with a new-retro paper straw) For only my third visit, I returned to the Cavalier (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, June 2nd, 2018). This is a really nice fancy little joint, but it is mostly hidden away on a dead-end alley off 5th Street, and if you are not staying at the hotel that it is attached to, you might not even know that it was there. I have basically had all of the main items off of their breakfast menu that are stupid vegetarian-suitable now. There is one starter that I will probably have to order on my next visit: Earl Grey and Honey Scone (elderflower jelly and clotted cream). Additionally, they do offer a Shakshuka dish on their "Weekend Brunch" menu; however, I would really have to feel like heading downtown after 10:00am on a Saturday or Sunday to order that dish.
This was not yer crazy Uncle Ronald's ol' Eggamuffin dealie. The Dijon mustard and shallot dressing really made this one stand out. Unfortunately, the size of the bun and the amount of peppercress on top of the fried (hen) egg forced me to eat the sandwich all posh Britishlander-style with a knife and fork. The side order of Crispy Potatoes ended up being free because the manager/waiter-guy that took my order this morning forgot to initially put in my order for them and he told me that they would be comping me for those. (Nice! Free potatoes is always a great way to start the weekend.) And these are really very good homefries, and worth ordering all on their ownsome, anyway. They are extra crispy, but not greasy in the least (or the most). The manager/waiter-guy explained to me how they were made: they half-boil the potatoes first, then smoosh (his actual culinaristic term) the potatoes to break them up a bit, and then deep fry them to a nice crispy, golden brown. For condimentary supplementation, the Cavalier only offers Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce). It really did not matter as I had come packing some of my own hot sauces. I used some (sparingly, just a few drops or so) Chelsea FireWicked. Hot. Sauce.® (Thanks, Sha'!) on the sandwich and some Dixie Crossroads Hot Habañero[ sic ] Pepper Sauce (Thanks, Brian!) on the potatoes. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Breakfast Sandwich ~ 6.5; blackcurrant, ginger and lime refresher ~ 7.0; Crispy Potatoes ~ 7.2
A morning haiku: Oh, breakfastary repast! ありがとう, Doc.
http://www.lalesf.com/ Place: LaLe[1] Location: 731 Irving Street (between 8th and 9th Avenues) Hours: breakfast and/or "Brunch" are served daily at 8:00am Meal: Cairo (Scramble) ~ lamb (which I made sure to ستة وثمانون), peppers, tomatoes, onions, Feta cheese, with a side ramekin of Tzatziki (well, more like Cacik as this is a Turkish joint), served with home style potatoes and housemade (well, restaurant-made) English muffin; and a glassa Mint Lemonadeto drink Roses can be red. Tulips can also be red. Haikus do not rhyme. Finishing off the early-2019 workout of my Breakfastary Starting Rotation, I returned to LaLe (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, September 15th, 2018). Even after several visits to this restaurant, there are still some good remaining ideas to check out: Ciudad de México (Scramble) ~ chorizo (which would be ochenta-y-seis-ed), green onions, mushrooms, guacamole, sour cream, cheese; Toronto (Benediction) ~ ham (No thanks, ya hoser!), grilled tomato, spinach; or Fennel Cabbage Salad ~ green and purple cabbage, fresh fennel, apples, arugula (where I would probably have them add a poached egg or two on top of the pile of rabbit-food to make it a bit more breakfastarily-sound). Plus, there is always the possibility of reordering their most-excellent Dutch Baby Pancake. I had also given a brief thought to reordering Boston (Benediction) ~ bacon (nah, it ain't wicked pissah), guacamole, arugula, tomatoes ~ as a superstitious aid to help the New England Patriots win the AFC Championship Game in Kansas City this afternoon. But I had ordered that same dish exactly a year ago and figured (hopefully) that the Patriots do not need my fake mojo-ocity (besides, I am wearing a pair of Patriots socks and my old-school Patriots [the one with the Minuteman-guy in a three-point stance] baseball cap).
I was very happy to see that this was made with πολύ Φέτα, as this was the main reason I ordered it today. Otherwise, it woulda just been a peppers, tomatoes, and onions scramble. One thing that I learned very early on when living in Greece, Τζατζίκι (or Cacik even) and potatoes are a great pair! Because of which, I did not dump the ramekin on top of the scramble mess (like they were expecting me to do), I dumped it all over the homefries instead (Ha! Take that, LaLe!). This was not a mistake in any way. I did not really bother to ask what LaLe might still have to offer in the way of condimentary supplements (in the past they just had Tapatío®Salsa PicanteHot Sauce). I used some of my own H*ll's Kitchen® Sriracha Chili Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) on the scramble. I did make sure to use some of their own very good homemade (restaurant-made, whatever) marmalade and strawberry jam/preserves ~ one teaspoon of each ~ on the two different halves of the English muffin. They also now have jars of both of these for sale. This turned out to be very à propos as I was planning on buying some jam/jelly/preserves after breakfast while grocery shopping on my way home, anyway. I made sure to take advantage of this and bought one of their marmalade jars for home-use, Lady. Awaken my morn, Nubian liquid goddess. Java... Joe... Coffee! (not really such a) Strange Coffee Interlude After breakfast, I would normally grab a cuppa around the corner at Snowbird Coffee to enjoy whilst galumphing around San Francisco Botanical Garden. However, it was (still) raining (light as it may have been) and I did not really relish (nor ketchup) being wet and uncomfortable all morning. Plus, more importantly, I have wayyyy too much of my own Coffee still to use up at home. Sooo... when I got home and was keyboarding-up today's 'blog-entry thing, I made myself a cuppa (single pour-over style) BettysKenyan Karatina (Thanks, Cindy & Greg!). https://www.bettys.co.uk/kenyan-karatina-single-origin-coffee Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Cairo (Scramble) ~ 6.8; homemade (restaurant-made) marmalade and strawberry jam ~ 7.2; BettysKenyan Karatina ~ 7.4 ___________________
1. Stupid, useless cunning linguist/semi-cultural and historical pointer (refresher): Tulips are called "lâle" in Turkish (from Persian: "lale" "لاله"). When written in Arabic letters, "lale" has the same letters as "Allah", which is why the flower became an Islamic holy symbol*. It was also associated with the House of Osman, resulting in tulips being widely used in decorative motifs on tiles, mosques, fabrics, crockery, etc. in the Ottoman Empire. *(Much the same way the letters in "Jesus Christ" are an anagram for the Greek words "gefilte fish" and the reason you see so many "Jesus-fish" on people's bumpers.)
https://www.eatsrestaurantsf.com/ (Yay! They finally have their own "official"-type web-site [after only being open for the past nine years now; ignore what their web-site states ~ this restaurant has been running under its present ownership only since early-2010].) Place: Eats Location: 50 Clement Street (on the corner of 2nd Avenue) Hours: open Monday - Sunday at 8:00am Meal: Farmers (Scramble) (v) ~ sauteed mushrooms, corn, zucchini, garlic, cherry tomatoes, basil topped with goat cheese, parsley, served with choice of: Excellent! Homefries, mixed greens (you know, your basic rabbit-food stuff), comes w/ toast: multi-grain, sour dough, rye; and, to drink, a glassa Detox ~ beets, carrot, apple, ginger I am still rounding-out an early-2019 workout of my Breakfastary Starting Rotation, so I revisited Eats (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, September 9th, 2018). This is one of the closer (and more decent) restaurants in my neighborhood for breakfast, too.
1. That would be a "big e". 2. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointeur du jour: "Puce" is the French word for "flea", which comes from the Latin words for "flea", "pulicem" or "pulex". The colour is said to be the colour of bloodstains on linen or bedsheets, even after being laundered, from a flea's droppings, or after a flea has been crushed. (Sorry, sometimes these word origins can be kinda gross and shocking. See: "Vanilla".) 3. Pun fully intended, once you know the etymology of "puce".
https://www.ellassanfrancisco.com/ Place: Ella's American Kitchen Location: 1608 Polk Street (on the corner of Sacramento Street) Hours: open for "Brunch" Saturday & Sunday at 7:00am Meal: Veggie (uggh!) Scramble ~ tomatoes, leeks, broccolini, white Cheddar, country potatoes, toast; and, to drink, a glassa Ginger Orange Juice Punch
(Why-for today's EweToobular juxtaselection? I heard that Lady Ella also liked broccolini, but hated "the vile weed".) Through the waning crepuscular greyness, I blindly[1] headed towards my breakfastary destination of Ella's American Kitchen (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, September 1st, 2018). One of the truly nice things about this restaurant is that, even though they call their early morning meal "Brunch", they do open up extra early. This turned out to be perfect for me this morning because I wanted to finish breakfast and get home in plenty of time to catch the New EnglandPatriotsAFC Playoff game. (And, like yesterday, I happened to be the first idiot in the door [and the only idiot there the entire time I was eating] this morning.) This was my first visit to their new location, which has only been open since early-August 2018. The new restaurant has a nice open space. It has seating for at least fifty to sixty people (so, it seats about as many as their original restaurant in Laurel Heights, with just a different set-up). It looks as though both locations now have the exact same menus. When the newer restaurant had initially opened, they had a few other different items that would be viable for stupid vegetarian-types. However, now it looks like the only item remaining that I might be able to try is Fried Egg Sandwich (Cheddar cheese, baby arugula, avocado, potato bun; it does not state on the menu that this comes with any sides, so I would probably have to order an additional side of their country [homefried] potatoes).
I had this same dish a few visits back and really liked it then. I equally liked it as well this morning. It was made with lots of good broccolini diced-up into bite-sized pieces (1/2- to 3/4-inch lengths or such), which was nice, as I really like broccolini (just not it's ugly step-cousin "the vile weed"); and this turned out to be the third time in three days that I had broccolini in a meal. Their version of homefries is made with two kinds of onions ~ red and standard white ~ and both red and green bell peppers. Once again, I went with the toasty choice of their own fresh-baked honey-oat toast. Ella's American Kitchen has both Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) and Tapatío®Salsa PicanteHot Sauce for use as condimentary supplements. I used some more of my own Peaks of Otter PeppersCremation Drops Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & Greg!) all over the homefries and some Dat'l Do-it®Scorching Habanero Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) generously ('cause that's the kinda guy I am) on the scramble-mess. Additionally, they have fresh, homemade (well, American Kitchen-made), chunky strawberry jam/preserves on the tables; and I made sure to put it to good use with my toast. the Wild Parrots of San Francisco Interlude While walking over to the restaurant, I saw (heard first, of course) a medium-sized pandemonium of more than twenty of the colourful, chattering feather-brains flying overhead on Polk Street. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Veggie (uggh!) Scramble ~ 6.9; the Wild Parrots of San Francisco ~ 8.5 ___________________
1. Well, my vision was not impaired in any way by the early morning light (or lack thereof). This just happened to be my first visit to their new location. So I am using "blindly" in the sense of "heading into the unknown".
http://dottiestruebluesf.com/ Place: Dottie's True blue café Location: 28 6th Street (on the corner of Stevenson Street) Hours: open 7:30am Thursday through Tuesday (so, basically, closed on Wednesday) Meal: Zucchini Cakes ~ topped with poached eggs, Marinara sauce, fruit + potatoes; and a glassa orange juice to drink Of course, I had to head back to Dottie's True blue café (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, September 8th, 2018) to ensure another early-2019 excellent breakfastary repast. Once again, I scored "Seat #1" at the corner of their counter-bar (which really was not that hard to do as I was "Idiot #1" in line this morning, anyway, having arrived at 7:00am before any other idiots even thought of arriving; I ended up standing outside in a "line" all by my ownsome for about another ten minutes before the next few idiots finally did arrive). Originally, I was planning on giving some background information on the old(-ish) brick building that houses this restaurant. However, the best that I could locate on-line about "28 6th Street" was that it was built in 1910. (Sometimes these Google-search things should best be left to the experts at WikipediA.)
There really was no decision to be made this morning for my meal choice. I knew that if the Zucchini Cakes were optioned on the "Specials Board", I would definitely be ordering them. And, luckily, they were available (as has been the norm for many years now, anyway; at this point, they really oughtta just add this item to their main menu). The only minor point that I will mention about this always excellent dish was that the Zucchini Cakes themselves were not as crispy as normal, but I am putting that down to the fact that I was the first idiot to order them today and the first idiot to be served, too. Today's side of fruits included: grapes, strawberries, honeydew melon, and blackberries. For condimentary supplementation, I used some of their own Cholula®Hot Sauce - Original on the potatoes. Normally I would use some Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce - Chipotle Pepper Sauce on the potatoes, but there was not a bottle to be found at my end of the counter-bar this morning. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Zucchini Cakes ~ 7.5 (normally, this would be a 7.6 GBS rating; however, due to the less crispiocity of the actual cakes this morning, I demerited it 0.1 points)
Legal Note: Once again, no Korean waiter/busboy-type persons were maimed or killed during the eating of this breakfast this morning.
(No official web-site available.) Place: Eddie's Cafe Location: 800 Divisadero Street (on the corner of Fulton Street); phonicular contact: (415) 563-9780
Hours: open Monday through Saturday at 7:30am; open Sunday at 8:30am (they must have changed their hours since I had eaten there last year, which I only found out this morning the hard way) Meal: Cheddar Cheese, Onion, & Avocado Omelett[ sic ] ~ served with hashbrowns and (2) homemade (diner-made, whatever) biscuits; and a mugga (and a half-refilla) their house Coffee ~ served in a (your 2017-2018 NBA Champion... well, unless you happen to be from Cleveland or are a big cry-baby named "LeBron") Golden State Warriors mug
(In case you were wondering just what the h*ck the EweToobular juxtaselection is here, it is a well-known fact that meatloaf is a very popular breakfast dish in Korea.) So, like an eedjit, I arrived at Eddie's Cafe (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, January 7th, 2018) forty-five minutes early and had to sit in my car waiting for them to open. I had it planned so that I would arrive just around the time that I thought they were supposed to open. If it had not been raining (again) this morning, I could have walked over to Alamo Square to kill the time. Luckily, at that un-gawdly hour on a Sunday morning, parking in the neighborhood is pretty easy and I was able to park right across the street.
Once again, there was nothing really special about this omelett[ sic ], it was just your basic friendly, neighborhood Korean family-owned diner fare. It did have a good amount of diced-up avocado in it, which is nice, but I bet with some fresh-sliced jalapeños added to it, it would have been even better. I do like that they offer a choice of (plain ol') toast or (fresh-made) biscuits and a choice of either hashbrowns or greets. Of course, I opted for the fresh-baked biscuits; I can always cook my own toast at home. I stuck with hashbrowns this morning because I had brought along two different bottles of my own hot sauces and figured that one would go better with potatoes than with greets. As far as their own condimentary supplements goes, Eddie's Cafe had just Louisiana's Pure Crystal®Hot Sauce at the booths and on the diner-counter, but they do also have some good Korean gochujang (available upon request). I used the second new bottle that I had received as a Christmas gift, Peaks of Otter Peppers ~ Inca GoldHot Sauce (Thanks, Greg & Cindy!) on top of the omelett[ sic ] and used some Pepper Palace™Chocolate Habanero Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & Greg! [Who are no relation what-so-ever to the above two gifters.]) on the potatoes. The Inca Gold (Ingredients: Mango, pineapple, Red Habanero chile peppers, vinegar, salt & sugar) turned out to be only of medium heat (well, medium for me) and added a nice sweet-heat fruitiness to the omelett[ sic ]. https://www.peaksofotterpeppers.com/
On this visit, I gifted (making sure to pay for my meal first; they have this terrible tradition of comping a meal to anyone that brings in a gift mug; nice try!) them a mug from Tarpon Springs[1] (the one in Floridia, not the much more famous village in Ελλάδα) that was adorned with some swimming manatees (well, they coulda been womanatees, I could not really tell from the cartoon pictures). We had lunch one day last month in Tarpon Springs while I was vacationing in Disneylandia, and I had picked it up at one of the gift shops in town. I did spy my gifted St. Augustine mug from last year; however, I could not locate either the mug from Vien (gifted in January 2012) or the Liverpudlian mug (gifted in January 2011) among the hundreds of other gifted mugs on their shelves. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Cheddar Cheese, Onion, & Avocado Omelett[ sic ] ~ 6.0 ___________________
Hours: open for "le Brunch" Saturday & Sunday at 9:00am Meal: Pain Perdu A "brunch" favorite! (Okay, so maybe I added those extra "quotation marx" around "le Brunch". Don't get all Groucho about it!) ~ two slices of cinnamon French Toast, fresh fruit, strawberry coulis & crème fraîche; a side of home fries; and a glassa orange juice
(I do not know whether Sir George Ivan [or even Marianne Faithful] is a fan of Pain Perdu or not, but I figured that there would be no better way to start my 2019 'blog-entries than with a few of his songs.) Pour mon premier petit déjeuner out for 2019, I wanted to start the year out on a positively high note (♪... I believe it was a C8), so je suis retourné au Baker Street Bistro(see last 'blog-entry from Dimanche 2 septembre 2018). I suppose 2019 is gonna be all downhill from here now...
I really wanted to eat my first breakfast for 2019 outside; however, mean ol' Mr. Winter Weather was not cooperating this morning. It was cold and raining (off-and-on), so I wisely decided to sit indoors for a change.
Ce pain perdu est tout simplement extraordinaire![1] (If you were expecting a bit more loquaciousness expounding on this great breakfastary repast, you can always read through the hundred or so other 'blog-entries that I have already posted on this specific meal.) I ordered the side of potatoes mainly for a sweet-and-savoury juxtaselection to the French toast. Once again, their version of homefries did not fail to please my taste-buds. Even if their Pain Perdu were not already "simplement extraordinaire!", these are worth ordering all on their ownsome. (Why do people sometimes use the adjective "creamy" to describe potatoes?! I mean, I am one that loves potatoes in all of its sundry forms and tasty manners [see 'blog-entry from Wednesday, February 8th, 2012], but even I would not want to eat any Ice Potatoes or add potato-milk to my morning cuppa.) Les fruits du jour: myrtilles(blueberries); pastèque (watermelon); cantaloup (cantaloupe); mûres (blackberries); une fraise(one strawberry [made into the shape of some kinda flower-thing]); ananas (pineapple); et pomme (and apple).[2] Baker Street Bistro only has bottles of Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) on the tables for use as a condimentary supplementation. However, I finally officially got to test out one of my recent Christmas gifts, Peaks of Otter Peppers ~ Cremation Drops Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & Greg!), and used several drops/splashes all over my "creamy" potatoes. This hot sauce was not overwhelmingly épicé ~ about the same as your standard Tabasco®-stuff ~ but it had a lot more saveur (Ingredients: Cayenne chiles, garlic, onion, vinegar, black pepper, and salt). https://www.peaksofotterpeppers.com/ (not so really) Strange Coffee Interlude I purposefully (purposely? [porpoise, Lee?!] There really is only a shade of difference between the two, anyway, right?) had skipped any Coffee with my morning meal (and Chantal had even mentioned this noticeable omission when I was ordering my "jus d'orange") because I had pre-planned on rounding-out today's excellent start to 2019 with a cuppa Bettys Jamaica Blue Mountain (Thanks, Greg & Cindy!) to drink while keyboarding up this here 'blog-entry-thing. the Wild Parrots of San Francisco Interlude After breakfast, on the way back to my car, I first heard overhead then looked up to see a small pandemonium of four Wild Parrotsof San Francisco noisily chasing off/harassing the much larger Mr. Drinky Crow. The euphonious offerings of Sir George Ivan, Pain Perdu Extraordinaire, enjoying some of the best d*rn Coffee on the Planet (that would be "the Planet Earth"; I have never had Coffee on any of the other Planets; however, I have heard it said that Martians are mostly Mormons [or it may have been the other way 'round]), and being entertained by the caterwauling hi-jinks of the colourful local (but non-native) psittacines... Don't you wish every year could start like this?! Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Pain Perdu A "brunch" favorite! ~ 8.2; Bettys Jamaica Blue Mountain ~ 8.5; the Wild Parrotsof San Francisco ~ 8.5; the songs of Sir George Ivan ~ 8.6 ___________________
1. If something in French is even "better than perfect", should it be expressed with verbs in the "plus-parfait" form only? 2. Quick (stupid, useless) botanical pop-quiz, kids: Okay, how many of those fruits are actual berries again? The correct answer is two: blueberries and watermelon. If you had mistakenly guessed "three" ~ thinking "that is soooo easy, Brian: blueberries, blackberries, and strawberry... " ~ you would have been berry, berry wrong, of course. (Even the spiny ol' pineapple is more of a berry ~ the fruit of the pineapple tree are botanically called "coalesced berries" ~ than these two berry-impostors, but that would just confuse the issue even that much more.) I know that all sounds rather nuts, but just not peanuts or walnuts...
