Whatever happened to Naturalist/ism as a term? I mean, yes, could be seen as slightly granola, but, still. Or Materialist/ism.

Yeah. Or humanist. You only hear that term used by the right-wing religious types...

I know that tunnel very well, actually...

And may I say, WTF with the $55 ticket? This city hands out $40 parking tickets for street cleaning like candy (Hec and I currently owe $120 because we failed to move our car in time on street cleaning day -- which is to say, we moved the car an hour and 45 minutes before the street sweeper came by instead of the full 2 hours), will fine you $200 for parking anywhere near anything that even looks like it might have been a ramp at one time even if there's no other handicapped designation anywhere (no sign, no curb paint, no nothin'), and this moron BLOCKS THE N JUDAH TUNNEL and gets busted fuckin' $55?

I love this city, but sometimes I totally hate it.

Maybe there was no other appropriate thing to fine him with? Or the cop couldn't think of any? Still, I'd think trespassing in the tunnel would carry a big fine....

Speaking of Jesse dopplegangers, there's someone who works in the bookstore near work that remonds me of Jesse everytimg I see her. But I'm not sure if it's because she sort of looks like Jesse, or reminds me of her in some other way.

Am back. Have not slept, to speak of, in a couple of days. Have skipped.

Had dinner at Rick Bayless's restaurant Topolobampo. Was...not good. I hoped to do a Meara-like breakdown, but it didn't work out that way. For a $200 dinner, I'd have hoped to find more than one thing to wow about (the Sopa Azteca). And given all the problems, I'd have expected to see more taken off the bill than the entree we sent back. And Bayless was in the restaurant. Disappointing.

Ah well. More details possibly to follow.

What a shame, Brenda!!

I had a lovely dinner in Portland. Cocktails (I had some fresh ginger and peach thing, and my coworker had a basil and grape and vodka thing...we actually ordered the other way around, then tasted them and switched.) Then we split a strawberry and arugula salad--best sweetest strawberries ever! And some kind of cheese. And then I had halibut with apples and potatoes and some kind of cider marinade or sauce or something, and my coworker had scallops and shortribs with this delicious sauce...(I convinced her that sweetbreads in the rabbit were not, in fact, cornbread-esque). We decided against dessert.

Am very sad for brenda.

Perhaps Topolobampo's non-excellence is to balance the (apparent) excellent of Frontera.

You're making me cry. We had - things that should have been so amazing. What we sent back was halibut that was so chewy I can't even tell you. We ate a pork dish that has beautiful sides, but the actual pork was pretty tasteless. They brought out our entrees before the soup and salad - we sent them back. When we did get the entrees - it was like the halibut was overcooked but the pork was clearly not cooked with the sauces and sides - it had none of the flavors.

So we sent back the halibut. When the waitress finally came back for us to order a replacement, we asked for the Alaskan black cod. A few minutes later she came back to let us know that it would take 8 minutes. We said okay, but then flagged her down a minute later - by this point we'd had the first entree for a good twenty minutes and with another ten, we wouldn't be hungry anymore. So we said we'd have dessert instead. Okay, she says, I'll get the dessert menu.

Five minutes later comes back with the goddamn cod. Which looks and smells fucking amazing, but at that point - just no.

So after all this - and these are only the major points. The table was all wobbly, which the waitress commented on (!?!) but did not fix. Etc...

So, yeah, they didn't charge us for the fish we didn't eat. Thanks? We had a so-so dessert, which we paid for, and a couple of cocktails (including the Patron coffee liquer that Lee introduced me to - yum!) Also paid for.

Seriously disappointing.

I had a lovely dinner in Portland. Cocktails (I had some fresh ginger and peach thing, and my coworker had a basil and grape and vodka thing...we actually ordered the other way around, then tasted them and switched.)