More importantly, is he single?

More importantly, is he single?

Sadly no, otherwise I would hook you guys right up. He's all married and such like.

We praised the trotters carpaccio to our waitress who shared it with the chef, who came out of the kitchen to talk to us. Even in adventurous SF I don't suppose it gets ordered much. But I think the chef at Alembic is big into the whole snout-to-tail movement as just about everything on the menu currently is some kind of unusual organ meat. But I must say both dishes tonight were exquisite. Beautifully conceived and executed and delicious.

Ugh, ita. I'm sorry you have to go through that.

I'm sorry, ita. I hope the positive effects kick in soon.

Banana flavor is the worst, to me. I like fake cherry, but then I like the taste of cherry cough syrup. I probably have good associations with cough syrup, though, in that the coughing would stop and if I was bad enough to get drugged up I probably wasn't going into school that day. So fake cherry flavor = sitting on the couch with the cat, reading books and not getting hit by the little bastards at Ella White Elementary. Evocative thing, flavor.

ita, I'll be keeping my fingers crossed that the positive effects are everything you hoped for and more.

I'll add to the chorus of "fake banana flavor is nast."

Oddly enough, I used to like fake banana and also fake watermelon flavor as a kid. But sometime in my twenties, the flavor profile went from "ooh, yummy!" to "chemical warfare." I also used to love, love, love grape flavoring, but NSM recently.

David, the "carpaccio" was cooked, right? Just checking.

Oh, and especially for bon bon: I forgot to post yesterday that I finally walked by Roger Clark doing the Man-on-the-Street thing! (Since I walk by the stock exchange every day, I often see TV cameras, but never a recognizable reporter.)

Spare Cat is turning out to be Glare Cat. At least she's not trying to escape from the study... yet. I think I'll at least wait until she's comfortable with me before she's unsequestered. Besides, if she gets out, we'll never EVER find her again, unless we use Hav-A-Hart traps.

I am trying very hard to not already hate today. I slept well, but I am on day three of tweaked neck and shoulder. Not excrutiating, but constant and with some movements sharp pangs.

Also, the pile of work that never goes away, despite me getting some things off every single day. grr.

More importantly, is he single?

I was gonna say... why do you taunt us?

Random. My Tivo keeps switching over to Al Sharpton's talk show in the mornings. It's actually quite interesting, with pretty thoughtful and hard-hitting discussions. Certainly a lot more meat to it than most of the Sunday morning panel shows. And the set is a barbershop with people actually getting haircuts in the background.