This is a very nice dinner J and I had out in mid December at Eclipse di Luna in Atlanta:
As you can see from the photos they choose to use on their website, it's a little business crowd Buckhead-y, but we didn't feel at all out of place in biking shoes and our normal (REI heavy schlubby) clothing. We had a halfoffdepot, but even without it, there was plenty of vegan selection, and the food was pretty delicious, so it was worth it.
It's been a veritable vegan food orgy in the San Francisco bay area: Souley Vegan in Oakland
is legitimately one of top ten favorite restaurants ever, of all time, no debate, no discussion. This is the "chicken fried steak" style tofu burger W got, which was insanely reminiscent of something you'd buy at Wendy's, yet actually tasted unbelievable. I could eat this every day.
And this is the before and after of my "choose 3" plate with aforementioned "chicken fried steak" style tofu, "mac and cheezy" and BBQ tofu. Res ipsa loquitor:
This was the night after I had an INCREDIBLE (yes, J, it defied credibility) dinner with E & K at Burma Superstar in Alameda
In case you're wondering, those images are from the pedestrian "path" in the Posey Tube which connects Alameda and Oakland underneath the water. It was a moderately unpleasant walk: loud as shit, and the path is only about 3.5 to 4 feet wide, so had any other pedestrians or cyclists needed to pass me while i was walking precisely ten minutes from one end to the other, we would have contributed to the weird soot wipe-offs on the wall.
The only good shot I got of the Burma Superstar food is the fantastic fermented tea leaf salad:
I know, it sounds a little funky, but this was off the damn charts.
Then last night A and W and I had an AMAZING (yes, J, I was amazed) dinner at Gracias Madre in the Mission. In case you're wondering why I didn't link to the restaurant website, unfortunately, they're looking for a buyer and will be closing down. So figure it out and get there QUICK. The food is delicious. The only decent picture I got was of the "creamed" brussels sprouts and A's tamales:
Then today for lunch I tried to go to Gracias Madre's sister restaurant, also about to close, one of the Cafe gratitude locations, but it was packed to the gills, so I walked back into the Mission proper to Herbivore on Valencia.
When this super delicious seitan BBQ sandwich and the (!) vegan potato salad were one of the less astonishing dishes I've had in the last 72 hours, that's really saying something.
Okay, okay, enough with the food porn! (At least until I process and resize some more images.) Today on the Muni I added up all the books I've completed in 2011, and they amount to 3758 pages read (not counting the crappy ones I put down.)
Probably the best book I read: Mudbound by Hillary Jordan.
Probably the worst book I finished: The Tortilla Curtain by TC Boyle.
Totally not even worth reading more than a quarter of: Freedom by Jonathan Franzen. (Yep: sure, it was "witty" and "incisive". And also "profoundly mediocre" and no way I was going to read 576 pages of it.)
As you can see from the photos they choose to use on their website, it's a little business crowd Buckhead-y, but we didn't feel at all out of place in biking shoes and our normal (REI heavy schlubby) clothing. We had a halfoffdepot, but even without it, there was plenty of vegan selection, and the food was pretty delicious, so it was worth it.
It's been a veritable vegan food orgy in the San Francisco bay area: Souley Vegan in Oakland
is legitimately one of top ten favorite restaurants ever, of all time, no debate, no discussion. This is the "chicken fried steak" style tofu burger W got, which was insanely reminiscent of something you'd buy at Wendy's, yet actually tasted unbelievable. I could eat this every day.
And this is the before and after of my "choose 3" plate with aforementioned "chicken fried steak" style tofu, "mac and cheezy" and BBQ tofu. Res ipsa loquitor:
This was the night after I had an INCREDIBLE (yes, J, it defied credibility) dinner with E & K at Burma Superstar in Alameda
In case you're wondering, those images are from the pedestrian "path" in the Posey Tube which connects Alameda and Oakland underneath the water. It was a moderately unpleasant walk: loud as shit, and the path is only about 3.5 to 4 feet wide, so had any other pedestrians or cyclists needed to pass me while i was walking precisely ten minutes from one end to the other, we would have contributed to the weird soot wipe-offs on the wall.
The only good shot I got of the Burma Superstar food is the fantastic fermented tea leaf salad:
I know, it sounds a little funky, but this was off the damn charts.
Then last night A and W and I had an AMAZING (yes, J, I was amazed) dinner at Gracias Madre in the Mission. In case you're wondering why I didn't link to the restaurant website, unfortunately, they're looking for a buyer and will be closing down. So figure it out and get there QUICK. The food is delicious. The only decent picture I got was of the "creamed" brussels sprouts and A's tamales:
Then today for lunch I tried to go to Gracias Madre's sister restaurant, also about to close, one of the Cafe gratitude locations, but it was packed to the gills, so I walked back into the Mission proper to Herbivore on Valencia.
Okay, okay, enough with the food porn! (At least until I process and resize some more images.) Today on the Muni I added up all the books I've completed in 2011, and they amount to 3758 pages read (not counting the crappy ones I put down.)
Probably the best book I read: Mudbound by Hillary Jordan.
Probably the worst book I finished: The Tortilla Curtain by TC Boyle.
Totally not even worth reading more than a quarter of: Freedom by Jonathan Franzen. (Yep: sure, it was "witty" and "incisive". And also "profoundly mediocre" and no way I was going to read 576 pages of it.)
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