This is why Peter is a superplusgreat boyfriend:
I’m touched.
This week, I sold the lovely desk that got me through college. In the process of disengaging its drawers for easy moving, Truman hopped in a drawer cavity and made himself at home.
Think I can resist the promise of Hong Van Grass Jelly Drink With Honey? Think again. (Alleged) Ingredients: Water, Grass Jelly, Cane Sugar, Corn Starch, Honey. True to its advertised appearance, the drink looked like ink, was full of tapioca pearls (or jelly globs?), and was also quite tasty.
Especially so when paired with a $2.50 sandwich from Vietnam (awning motto: SMOOTHNESS ABOVE ALL ELSE) on Broadway. When I worked in North Beach, I went here for lunch all the time — partly because it was the cheapest thing around, though admittedly a skimpier option than Chef Jia’s $5.25 lunch combo (with hot and sour soup!) and I was almost as destitute then as I am now, partly because these are some of the best Vietnamese sandwiches I’ve had in San Francisco. Right up there with the fish balls sandwich at Yucatasia in the Mission.
San Francisco beaches? Not for pussies.
That’s right, Southern California. You can keep your “sand” and your “sunshine” — I choose fog! I choose a giant craggy pile of rocks! This, motherfuckers, is a real coastline.
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Margaret // March 28, 2008 at 7:57 am
San Fran-ers sure like their inky, tapioca-globbed drinks, don’t they? I ordering tea in some Asian deli/coffee shop in Chinatown, allegedly Earl Grey-flavored. Needless to say, I was delighted to find pleasant, mucus-like balls lurking within for my drinking pleasure. Drink one for me, would ya?
photojenna // March 30, 2008 at 2:37 pm
I was also surprised the first time I found tapioca in an Earl Grey tea. But now I kind of love all manifestations of this weird East-West San Francisco flux: viz., the awesome Chinese-owned gelateria on Broadway that serves taro and green tea flavoured gelato. Delicious! Italians never would’ve thought of that.
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