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This week's tablehopper: a rainy day installment.                     Exterior of The Publican in Chicago. Good afternoon, folks. I’m back with installment number two of this week’s issue, with another jetsetter recap from my travels since that was mostly what my May has been about. I had two…

This week's tablehopper: hopper hell (part one).                     Cupcakes from Pinkie’s Bakery. Well, if this isn’t the nicest May ever. Ahem. Excuse me while I try to warm up with another bowl of soup. Are we still going to be in sweaters on Memorial Day? [Grumble.] I’…

This week's tablehopper: bonus round. Okay, so the old saw about not biting off more than you can chew rang true for someone this week. Ahem. Sorry today’s bonus issue is a day late, but weeding through all my New York notes, menus, and pictures turned into…

This week's tablehopper: from foie to raw. Hallo darlings. Excuse me if I’m a little cranky, but I’m currently on day two of espresso-cheese-salumi-champagne-bread withdrawal, and I’m a little peckish, and tired. Yup, my three-week cleanse has begun, but not…

This week's tablehopper: hopping from city to city.                     Frrrrozen hot chocolate at Serendipity. Oh, New York. I really don’t think I could have had more fun, had better weather, or eaten more. I could have used more sleep, however. And of course more time. I was all…

This week's tablehopper: winner's circle.                     Red roses (and red Solo cups) at the Eleven Madison Park after-party. Whoa, there’s Batali. Oh, hello Daniel Boulud. Grant Achatz, Thomas Keller, Jean-Georges Vongerichten… It would be a gross understatement to say the press room at the…

This week's tablehopper: the (big) apple of my eye.                     It’s Caesar salad time with Pete at Marin Joe’s. And so my own personal countdown begins: this Friday I hop on a plane to New York, where I will be carrying on for one glorious week. I…

This week's tablehopper: taco tuesday.                     Salmon and ikura wappa meshi at Maki. Hey, dude. Happy 4/20. As if San Francisco doesn’t already smell like one big doobie, I can only imagine what 4:20pm is going to smell like today. In honor of San Francisco’s…

This week's tablehopper: road warrior. Last week, my hand of cards was most definitely a full house, starting with Wednesday’s Tour de Champagne at the Bubble Lounge, which was fantastique (particularly enjoyed the brut from grower-producer Dosnon & Lepage). My Thursday evening mingle at 18 Reasons…

This week's tablehopper: all over, under, and on the town.                     The Quince Martini. Guess who was out on a rare Monday night? Yours truly was busy signing books at the Wines of Portugal event (was great to meet a lot of you, thanks for coming over to say…