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My darling brother, #3, popped in to town on probably one of the most gorgeous days of the year. This morning he took a walk by Aquatic Park and continued on to Ft. Mason. He called to tell me how great the weather was – didn’t even need a coat! I’m glad Mother Nature delivered because when it’s warm and your hair isn’t blowing in your face San Francisco is a site to behold. Not that #3 has much hair to be blown. (Sorry, #3). We planned on meeting up for lunch and since he was staying at the Marriott on Fisherman’s Wharf it was an easy walk for me to meet him. We decided on Boudin’s because of its convenience and because he lives in Texas where, trust me on this, they do not have the delicious french bread that we are so lucky (?) to carbo-load on here.

We both ordered a bowl of clam chowder and half of a turkey sandwich. They serve it cafeteria style so the presentation is ho-hum, but it’s ready in under 5 minutes which is pretty incredible…unless you’re trying to kill an hour and a half…and it’s tasty. I thought it was a bit pricey (was it the chowder?) and it was nice that #3 treated (thanks, again!).

As always, it was great to see #3 and I think he’d agree that spending time with me is worth the price of chowder.

Editor’s note: Boudin’s has a restaurant upstairs for a slower dining experience. They also offer a tour where you can learn more about the history of Boudin’s and San Francisco. At the very least you should stop by and peer in their glass windows to appreciate the artistry of their bakers.

Critical Mass is suppose to”celebrate cycling and to assert cyclists’ right to the road“, but really it’s just a mass of rude, obnoxious cyclists tying up traffic and basically making everyone hate them even more. Did I mention that police escorts are required for this “event” each month? Bottom line: San Francisco cyclists are the worst. S0, if I accidentally hit you after you swerve in front of my car and take over an entire lane without looking, good riddance.

March 27, 2009

Polk Street - March 27, 2009


Comcast giveth and Comcast taketh away…

About a week ago I posted the miraculous return of my expanded cable. Well, apparently Comcast caught their blunder and I am now back to my measly old channels. Blast!

Tonight I started Pilates again after a 2-year hiatus. I had a one-on-one to get me back on track, but going forward I’ll share my training with 2 other people (this cuts the price in half which makes it pricey, but not exorbitant). I’ve decided that I will eat only rice for the rest of my life if that’s what I have to do to afford Pilates and get my cute butt back. My amazing trainer, Lisa, is the same one I had a couple of years ago and now she has her own studio, Springtime Fitness, on Polk @ Union. The studio is really calming and the equipment is top-notch. One class and I already feel more fit & fab!

Oh, and I love my new Pilates outfit. I wish they had “wear your Pilates outfit to work day”…

Springtime

I’ve started a tiny tradition of picking up special treats to reward myself for surviving Monday. Monday’s are always a downer…it’s the 1st day of the week and…ugh…there are 4 workdays after it! So, last night I hit the gym (yay me!) and then stopped by Cheese Plus. They have so many tasty treats it’s hard to choose, but I finally settled on an Acme olive loaf, oil cured black olives, artichoke feta spread, and fromage (I can’t remember what kind because I tossed the label). Oh ya, and a grapefruit Izze.  I curled up on my sofa and watched my Monday night line-up. Scrumdiddlyumptious!

Update: I’d like to add that egg salad on toasted olive bread tastes nice.

Clorox just posted a reward of $5,000 and a year’s supply of cleaning products for tips leading to the capture of the Porta-Potty Pyro. If you’re not familiar, someone has been torching porta-potty’s in the Marina, Russian Hill and North Beach neighborhoods and he is #1 and #2 on the SFPD’s “stinker list”. Well, Clorox, I’ve always considered myself an honorary member of law enforcement and I am going to do my best to help flush out this crappy criminal!

A victim

A victim

We are celebrating Mini Pookie’s 1st birthday tomorrow and I volunteered to bring brownies. Not just any brownies, but brownies in the shape of x’s, o’s, and hearts. The last time (and first time) I made these was over 2 years ago for my friend’s bridal shower. I remember now that there was a lot of cursing on my part while trying to get them out of the silicone mold. Fast forward to tonight…still a lot of cursing. I also could have sworn I had 2 molds, but it appears I only have one so an hour and a half into this gesture of love I only have 5 brownies.

Stay tuned for the final count…and pic.

Update: Final count is 35! 35 out of 48…I call it a win! Greasing the bejeezus out of the mold, cooking them all the way, and putting them in the fridge to cool helped the removal process – A LOT.

They may not look perfect, but they taste great & were made with love…xoxo!

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Mr. President, how much did it cost us for you to appear on Leno?

Tax Dollars wasted

Mr. Trump, what’s his next challenge?

One final thought and it is for mp who turned 1 year old today. Happy Birthday! I love you to pieces and you are hands down the sweetest & cutest mp in the whole world. We’re going to have fun on Saturday!

I got home from work today and was greeted with the most wonderful surprise…The channels that mysteriously disappeared from my cable plan about a year ago are back! (Don’t get me started on Comcast). I’ve barely maintained a pulse with only regular network TV and the Discovery channel at my disposal. Well, today my beloved expanded cable is back. I’m going to channel surf for hours…

Please, please, please don’t take it away again.