Comfort Food?
Friday finally made reservations at the new Asian fusion restaurant the Poeleng Lounge for a friends birthday. We sat around a shellacked wood trunk table that made me giggle because as we sat the bottles of cold sake on top of it, all I could think about was my abuelitas table. When I was growing up there was a lot of shellacked wood arts that her boys brought home from shop class. The fireplace was on and the dinner was like my run on sentences. Everyone kept ordering and shared, after moved to the next room to dance it all off.
The sun was out and I was meeting a professor for lunch. It was a Saturday and decided to pick a place I wanted to be. The Park Chalet, that faced Golden Gate Park, seemed perfect. The one hour wait worth it. No, I would never wait an hour. I just smiled and asked if they could serve us in an area that was not set up, but available. I don't know why no one else thought about it. Any seat there is perfect, the glass walls all slide open...
A stunning day, is hard to ignore. When friends called from a nearby cafe, I took the walk over to meet them for coffee.
By that evening I was tired of eating out but had dinner plans. So suggested a lounge that I had never been too. It popped with bright orange and fuchsia and supposed to be a little like a swanky spot in Vegas. It was one of the places I had always wanted to visit, but hadn't the occasion. Anyway Frisson is French fusion and I have never had luck at those restaurants. Mainly because of the lack of vegetarian option. But enjoyed the innovative cocktails, company, music and tried not to seem like a picky eater. Sometimes though a salad is good enough, besides it had a truffle oil dressing. Very fond of truffle oil, one day perhaps I will actually get to eat one of the covetted mushroom truffles...or maybe I already have?!
By Monday, I walked into a market, because I remember I had at some point in the last week craved a chocolate Hostess cupcake. Did they go out of business? Because I can not find one anywhere in this city! I Wanted something that eluded to comfort food and decided on organic chocolate milk.
Later that afternoon, when my friend called we debated yoga, or a walk. We had a lot to catch up since Friday and both had worked out enough that week. It was one of those days when I craved something familiar. I call it the adult happy meal, discovered the Monday special last year. A burger (veggie for me), fries and a well drink, for $8! Quite a steal at Harry's. As we window shopped along Filmore we ran into another friend and her boyfriend out for their power-walk. I realized that no, food would not provide the comfort I sought, but the pursuit of it was.
The sun was out and I was meeting a professor for lunch. It was a Saturday and decided to pick a place I wanted to be. The Park Chalet, that faced Golden Gate Park, seemed perfect. The one hour wait worth it. No, I would never wait an hour. I just smiled and asked if they could serve us in an area that was not set up, but available. I don't know why no one else thought about it. Any seat there is perfect, the glass walls all slide open...
A stunning day, is hard to ignore. When friends called from a nearby cafe, I took the walk over to meet them for coffee.
By that evening I was tired of eating out but had dinner plans. So suggested a lounge that I had never been too. It popped with bright orange and fuchsia and supposed to be a little like a swanky spot in Vegas. It was one of the places I had always wanted to visit, but hadn't the occasion. Anyway Frisson is French fusion and I have never had luck at those restaurants. Mainly because of the lack of vegetarian option. But enjoyed the innovative cocktails, company, music and tried not to seem like a picky eater. Sometimes though a salad is good enough, besides it had a truffle oil dressing. Very fond of truffle oil, one day perhaps I will actually get to eat one of the covetted mushroom truffles...or maybe I already have?!
By Monday, I walked into a market, because I remember I had at some point in the last week craved a chocolate Hostess cupcake. Did they go out of business? Because I can not find one anywhere in this city! I Wanted something that eluded to comfort food and decided on organic chocolate milk.
Later that afternoon, when my friend called we debated yoga, or a walk. We had a lot to catch up since Friday and both had worked out enough that week. It was one of those days when I craved something familiar. I call it the adult happy meal, discovered the Monday special last year. A burger (veggie for me), fries and a well drink, for $8! Quite a steal at Harry's. As we window shopped along Filmore we ran into another friend and her boyfriend out for their power-walk. I realized that no, food would not provide the comfort I sought, but the pursuit of it was.
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