THE WEEKNIGHTER "It's all fun and games and whippings until the end when everyone is really drunk. Then it's just a bunch of wasted people rubbing their penises on things. That's when I go inside and lock my door." I was telling this to the bartender and a couple people sitting next to me. We were talking about the Folsom Street Fair.Read more »
THE WEEKNIGHTER I've never been hunting and I've only shot a gun on one occasion. OK, it was multiple guns on the same occasion in a shooting range in San Diego, but still I've only shot at things once in my life. I guess I did a good job of killing the piece of paper I was shooting at since my friend Josh told me I had good aim for a beginner. It was pretty easy considering the target just hung there and took the abuse.Read more »
FEAST: COAST BY BIKE I spent my vacations on my bicycle this summer, pedaling from southern Oregon to San Luis Obispo and looping through the Santa Cruz Mountains on three separate bike tours, covering almost 1,000 miles over three weeks, fully loaded with camping and other gear.Read more »
FEAST: WESTERN NEIGHBORHOODS Vacations are expensive. But if you're a Bay Area cat hankering for new eats to explore, check out a magical, far-off foggy place many call the Outerlands: San Francisco's oft-ignored Inner and Outer Richmond and Sunset neighborhoods. (And yes, there's even a restaurant called Outerlands at 4001 Judah, serving local, organic food.)Read more »
FEAST: PARIS Our first night in Paris was the stuff of foodie dreams: digging into steak tartare and downing natural wines with Autour d'un Verre restaurant co-owners and chefs Vikki Perry and Kevin Blackwell — at another well-known restaurant, Les Fines Gueules, where the conversation flowed freely, and the couple's young daughter and pet dog under the table rounded out the comfortable, friendly atmosphere.Read more »
FEAST: ITALY There are 22 Caravaggio paintings in southern mainland Italy, and we were determined to feast our eyes on every last one of them this past May. (We got up all the way up to 21: one was on loan to the Dallas Museum of Art.) As important: We would eat and drink a wide path to each painting, leaving no plate unlicked in that famously delicious part of the world. Here are some highlights.
THE WEEKNIGHTER "Come on Stuart. Titties and fried chicken. How can you, of all people, say no?"
They were cajoling me via Twitter. There's probably some hip slang for that, twijoling maybe, but I don't know what it is. Regardless, Mik, Ed, Dottie, and Cait were really giving it to me. And of course I caved. Willpower isn't one of my powers. Plus, Mik was visiting from New York and I'd been meaning to go for so long anyway.Read more »