Monday, May 15, 2006

no life jacket=bad idea

Hopefully no one we know would do anything this dumb, but this should be a cautionary tale to all you river lovers out there (myself included). It worries me that I keep reading about how high and fast all the rivers are going to be this summer, and that coupled with record high temperatures we're already getting spells trouble. Everybody is always talking about rafting trips and if it happens, we have to make sure we all wear life jackets!

For the last two weekends, I've been picking up oysters at the sunday farmer's market, and the Tomales bay ones are outstanding! Seven bucks for a dozen, you can't beat it!. And the guy sells oyster knives for 13.50. The farmer's market was off the hook at 10 on sunday, it was rad. (I just had to edit this paragraph for too many exclamation points!)

I had a pre R. Kelly drink at Bistro 33 near Mikuni last night and I felt a bit uncomfortable. It's pretty stiff and fancy inside. The decor is cold and it's surprisingly small. The fare is similar to 33rd st. bistro, with a few different dishes and higher prices. The wine list is the same, with a weird mix of northwest and cali wines, but no wine from any other regions. They have the snoqualmie sauvignon blanc that you can get at Taylor's for a pretty reasonable six bucks a glass. Brew got some kobe mini burgers that were tasty, but overcooked (the bartender didn't ask her how she wanted them and they were well done and a bit dry). Overall, I felt a bit underdressed and ignored by the waitstaff. I don't think I'm the kind of person they want hanging out there. We did see Geoff Petrie and some old assistant coach guy (mike c. spotted them), and that's probably more what the owners have in mind. It's a shame, because I love 33rd street bistro, and besides the ear busting fuck jazz, I feel really comfortable there. In fact, I ate breakfast there on saturday and it was delicious as usual. Bistro 33 does stay open super late, so I may go there again some day for that reason.

14 comments:

Beth said...

Life jackets and an actual river-worthy raft -- didn't the article say these people were in a pool raft? That's just dumb.

Stephen Glass said...

Ah, but Humboldt Bay oysters, especially the Kumamotos, shred those of Tomales Bay any old day.

Anonymous said...

Dude, that makes the Sac farmer's market seem fucking awesome!


-michele

Smitty said...

When we (that's not the Royal We) go "rafting" it's usually on pool toys (alligator floaters are great) from Sunrise bridge to a spot by Hagan Park in Rancho Cordova. A few hours and many beers.

Everyone wants to go as soon as it's summer but I keep saying that the water is still way too cold.

I'm going to marry an 18 year old, knock her up and we can go rafting for our honeymoon.

Anonymous said...

Ugh, the worst was this guy's back hair leading A1 today. Such a proud moment for The Bee, huh? Let's lead with dumb white trash ... Photo: Sounds good, we've got BACK HAIR!

armeniac said...

Dear anonymous poster: Lat off the back hair pal! You'll have armies of Eyeties and Portugees givin' you a beat down. we have hairy bodies we're proud of them,sorry you hairless freak!

Anonymous said...

I second the love and acceptance of body hair!

-michele

Wingnutamy said...

The first and last time I ever went "rafting" as an adult by choice, it was done properly (with beer), but everyone on board was obsessed with getting me into the water, 4 people who I fought off heroically. I'm a really good swimmer and actually competed as a kid, but I'm paranoid of the river every since 1976 when my yard duty's son died trying to swim to shore. So anyway, the BEST part of this story: my really ridiculous persistent friend finally gave up and was still trying to talk me into a dunking as she held onto the raft on the side I was sitting; she went under briefly, and as she came up for a breath of air, a big turd hit her in the face and she came up blustering asking if it was a stick. I was personally laughing too hard to talk at that moment. It's still funny.

So is the idea of Bill or Dave on an alligator drunk and sunburned...

Lisa D! said...

did you notice that the chef had his name etched on the glass wall that separates the kitchen from the dinning room?

beckler said...

I missed that somehow. I was busy checking all the slutty fashions.

Lisa D! said...

Slutty is in! Speaking of which, Paris Hilton wears a shoe size of 11!

beckler said...

I know! They look like scuba fins! Of course my feet seem to be growing and I wear a 10 so I shouldn't talk. Did you read how her mother's day gifts got stolen from outside her house? Poor paris.

Anonymous said...

> Speaking of which, Paris Hilton wears a shoe size of 11!


Well, you know what they say about big feet (as Bill Dongsdale can well attest)...

Pres,
SASofSF

Anonymous said...

I spotted that glass wall chef signature etching at Bistro 33, too. Reminded me of something that Charles Schwab would have at the entry to his office reception area. But the 33rd St. Bistro chef? C'mon. I guess that's the kind of restaurant design gimmickry that makes people feel special when they eat out.

-Dave