Hank the Dungeness Crab

I’ll have further talks on Modern art and my experiences at the SFMoMA soon. for now I want to talk a little bit about a new friend I made. This new friend is a Dungeness Crab. This little fellow marks my first forree’ into the consumption of “Prime Rib.” There is a restaurant in the Bay Area called The Dead Fish that my family decided to venture out to for dinner. I must say hat this dinner was by far one of my favorites on the trip. Although this one was one of my favorites the absolute best thing about this trip time after time has been Bay Area cuisine of all types.

Another one of the places we dined while in California was a very small asian restaurant strangely named Cordon Bleu. This place had by far the best Thai food I have ever consumed and could seat no more than 10 people. Tops. The cooking surface is close enought that the temperature would surely become uncomfortable were this place not nestled in the most odd climate I’ve had the pleasure/pain of residing in for any amount of time. As far as Asian food goes the amount of fresh fish and sushi available in the bay area is staggering. We dined at a place called Kyoto with a sizeable saki collection and a considerably more complex and consequently satisfying menu than what any midwesterner is accustomed to when chooseing sushi rolls.

A lot of talk has been seafood and/or Asian centric so far but there was absolutely no scarcity of american, latin and italian foods in the area. We were positioned n a district strangely named “The Tenderloin” which is

Cordon Bleu

apparently pretty bad and because of its ghetto appearance and living situations has quickly become a hotspot for young hipsters needing cheap places to live. The Hipster culture has a past of taking working class symbols and trends and turning them into kitschy trends, apparently not even the Tenderloin is immune to the onslaught of hipster culture being brought to the masses. One of the eateries in out neighborhood that I wish we had found sooner was Tommy’s Joynt, a bar and eatery serving up a vast menu of drunk food, ethnic fare and delicious faux southern  dishes. The beer selection at Tommy’s is second to none and the staff is friendly, helpful and willing to chit chat about how the Lakers are c-cksuckers well into the witching hour. We had a couple of great sandwiches using meats smoket at Tommy’s. I passed on the sweet and sour ribs and corned beef and cabbage that was offered among other dishes but they both looked fantastic.

The bay area offers up a lot of locally owned restaurants with a greasy spoon hole in the wall feel (because they are in fact hole in the wall joints) with food that is without a doubt some of the best we’d had in any city. The amount of things to do in the city is endless. The bar selection in our area alone was impressive to say the least with more dives in a square block than joplin houses in an entire city. The main difference between the dives in SF and the ones at home is that the young hip rocker crowd has taken over all but ones dotting the deep reaches of the Tenderloin (where people will offer you “some rock” without flinching.).Despite the area we stayed in, Frisco is a beautiful city with genuinely nice people and I can honestly say I will be back without a doubt.