The tall trees and big blue at Sugar Pine Point. Photo: © tablehopper.com.
Greetings from Tahoe. Yup, I shall once again refrain from talking about my little slice of paradise up here—I don’t want you to deeply hate me. I am already starting to get a heavy heart, knowing I have to pack up on Thursday and return to SF’s cursed 63 degrees. That is no August (shaking fist at the sky). Which is why today’s issue is a bit shorter—I am literally hopping on my bike to pedal to the lake just as this puppy goes out. Priorities.
Yesterday, the 15th, was Ferragosto in Italy, an amazing day when everyone closes up shop, prepares insane meals and picnics, and takes trips to the beach or the mountains. Yeah, it’s a good one. But there’s another Ferr- coming to San Francisco, and that would be Ferran Adrià. Yeah, the man, the myth, the legend behind El Bulli, molecular gastronomy (or deconstructivist cooking, as he would prefer to call it), and currently releasing his new book, The Family Meal: Home Cooking with Ferran Adrià. Adrià is coming to the Castro Theatre on Monday October 10th (thanks to Omnivore Books)—so get your tickets now (yes, now!), because this rare event is sure to sell out quickly.
And this Saturday is the honking and third annual La Cocina San Francisco Street Food Festival, which is going to have everything from cocktails to chocolate babka to cannoli. (I’m going to pretend it’s Ferragosto.) And there’s even an after-party, where you can burn off the piroshki you scarfed. Well, you can at least try to. Take a peek at some pre-event news in the chatterbox.
See you there!