March 2007

March 27, 2007

Well, it’s not every day you wake up and find yourself mentioned in an article “above the fold” on the front page of the Sunday Chronicle. Dag, I wasn’t particularly thrilled with the quote they decided to use, and especially since it was taken a bit out of context. I’m not the first person this has ever happened to, I know. Sam over at Becks & Posh isn’t too stoked with her quote either. In sum: sound bites can bite. CHOW tossed the piece into “The Grinder”, literally.

The writers missed the day boat by not mentioning the importance of the intimate communities that have formed in these “online food societies” amongst the bloggers (both the pro and non-media bloggers), Yelpers, Tribe-ers, Chowhounds, and tablehoppers. Not many people depend solely upon one source for information about where to eat these days, and tend to like to balance the credentials of the pros against the “real world thoughts” and impressions of other kinds of posters. I slog through a slew of media outlets, from print to online. Some I give more credence to than others, but I take it all with a grain of (Maldon) salt, and I think most others do too.

The piece painted a mostly negative portrait of what I find to be an interesting and often inspiring group of people who write about their dining experiences in this city, professional or not, qualified or not, first impressions or third impressions, glowing or critical. There’s room for everyone.

I’d like to welcome all the new folks who subscribed to tablehopper in spite of the fact I sounded like a total brat in the piece—welcome aboard.

And now, let’s get crack-a-lackin’.


March 20, 2007

¡Hola! So here are some fun little tidbits: there’s a clever new site that has launched a version for SF, called Blogsoop. It basically compiles all the restaurant reviews from various local bloggers and writers who submit to the site; so the next time you want to read some local restaurant reviews, just plug in the restaurant name and see what comes up. I am not a blogger, but since they wanted some local writers too, you’ll find some tablehopper reviews in there. (And just to diminish any confusion, because I was totally clueless: the blue box on the upper left of the site controls your search box criteria. Oh.)

Since we’re in a site lovin’ mode, for those of you restaurant obsessed or workin’ folk who have not discovered waiterrant, you really should. It’s my favorite weekly read. I want to have a drink with him. This guy is a stellar writer, and this week’s post (50 Signs You’re Working in a Bad Restaurant) is especially clever.

So one quick thing: Kevin (of Point Reyes?) who sent me a tip please request last week (you were looking for a place to celebrate your pal becoming a U.S. citizen)—if you are out there, you put the wrong email addy in, dude, so I couldn’t respond. Just to make sure you didn’t think I flaked…

Concerned rant coming up in the chatterbox, consider yourself warned, so let’s hop to it...


March 13, 2007

Is there anything better on a hot day than a scoop of salted caramel ice cream (with a little chocolate too) from Bi-Rite Creamery? Like, meow. (Although I hear the banana split is pretty sick as well.) Did you know you can actually ask for a single scoop with two flavors? My friend turned me on it to it, brilliant! (And Bi-Rite is now hating me.) Lord knows it’s hard enough deciding on one flavor at that place.

And this Saturday, oh dear. Or should I say O’Dear? Here’s wishing you a Happy St. Paddy’s Day. Consider yourself pinched.


March 6, 2007

Some friends pointed out I often make excuses in my intro about my booze consumption (Bourbon Mondays, Suds Sundays, etc.) to caveat or deflect any mess that might ensue in my column the following day. Guilty as charged. Guess what? It’s 2am and I am tipsy and proofreading. Someone needs to move industry night to Wednesday—me and this column will be in much better shape.

Oh, let’s not talk about shape. Moving on: it’s lecture time of another sort. Those of you who have taken my advice but not turned in your tip please responses are therefore overdue. Just because I went away on vacation doesn’t mean I was going to forget, so please send me an email about your experience—don’t make me get all evil librarian on you.

Hic. To the news!

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