I know. it's been far too long.
And yes, it's the inevitable, "Sorry it's been so long since I posted" post. But, gastronomically-speaking, I've been in something of a rut. The morning brings a bagel with butter and tea with sugar. Lunch is limited by the sparse offerings of deep, deep SOMA. And by the time I fight the commute home, the prospect of deciding, shopping, and cooking is a little too daunting. Too many nights of pasta with scallops and peas.
It's not like I'm not going out, I do. Monday night was Nopa, where we nibbled on delicate salmon carpaccio, a fresh salad of shaved fennel, radishes and frisee, followed by a flatbread of house-smoked bacon, spring onions and cumin yogurt. All of it was great, fresh, inspired, simple. Oh, and there were fries too. Also fantastic.
But I think I'm still overwhelmed by the food culture here. There's too much of it. Too much to discover, and I don't know where to start. So I don't. I haven't found a farmer's market that fits. I think I might have missed spring produce. I will. I want to. And now, after this sad little post. I think I've got to.
More to come. Soon.