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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…

This week's tablehopper: joyridin'.                     Crab cocktail at Swan Oyster Depot. Hey now, where did this bratty weather come from? I know, we all got used to that gorg sunny weather last week. But, it means it’s finally appropriate for me to run my review of a…

This week's tablehopper: party crashed. Boy, do I love this city. Hard. Sunday night was one for the books, and the book: I was so fortunate to be able to throw my book launch party at the dramatic ORSON, a dream venue for this event. I was originally…

This week's tablehopper: springing forward.                     Spring morning view from the Wine Country Inn. Last week was all about whoa, wow, and what a whirlwind. And let’s not forget wonderful. It has been a great experience launching my book (the support has been amazing—you all rock), and…

This week's tablehopper: and we have lift-off.                     Black and tan at Fentons Creamery. Oh yeah, it’s not every Tuesday I start my day with a glass of sparkling bubs (some crisp Iron Horse ‘03 blanc de blancs, if you must know), but then again, it’s…

This week's tablehopper: OCD (obsessive culinary disorder).                     Venison chili and a Manhattan at the Big 4. Cough cough, excuse me, oh, hi. What a lame week of illin’—I got nailed with a cold that had me sounding like Brenda Vaccaro, but then by the weekend my voice…

This week's tablehopper: indian style                     The spread at Old Jerusalem. Bonjour! Last week was a whirlwind of delicious: dim sum (five places—I know, but I was working!), fat tortas and tall-boy Tecates (at La Torta Gorda), terroir-loaded wine from Bruno de Conciliis at Delfina, scooping…

This week's tablehopper: fatty tuesday.                     Upstairs at Smuggler’s Cove. Can we possibly pile on any more occasions this week? I know I’m not the only one who is glad Valentine’s Day is over (someone should have let off an “all clear” siren on Monday, alerting…

This week's tablehopper: tastin' the town.                     Sopes at Chilango. Based on the fact I was out every single night last week, you could say I’m back in the saddle again. Just call me Little Bunny Foo Foo, with all that hopping around town. I certainly have…

This week's tablehopper: a passage from India.                     A Chowpatty beach night vendor. Namaskar! After three remarkable weeks in Southern India, I am back! Well, almost: I am still making my way through 1,300 emails and 2,500 RSS feed headlines, but I’m getting close. And this…