Mo occasionally goes to lunch at a little place, back of an alley off California Street. She doesn't eat much, so she brings me a half of her Kobe beef hamburger. It's shockingly good, and I've got to get over there one day and have a whole, hot one myself. And their Kobe beef lasigna is equally stunning, ditto.
Nothing wrong with a good burger now and then. And there's Zuni Cafe, just two blocks from work, with an amazing burger on focaccio, homemade pickles, carmelized onions, and aioli, with shoestring potatoes. Really, you should drop in sometime.
With all these edible and electronic goodies around, how can so many people be bummed out?
John