Our weekend started on Friday, when we went into San Francisco to attend an Ivy League mixer at a club bordering North Beach. We found pretty good parking on a quiet street just three blocks away, and we set off looking for a place to have dinner. There was a fancy looking restaurant right on our street, Myth, and since I was hungry enough that the golden arches were starting to look pretty good, and Ted says no WAY he’s driving into San Francisco and eating THAT crap, we decided to see if we could get a table. Well, all of their tables were booked, but they had room at the bar, where they also serve the full menu. Oh.My.God. So glad we stopped there, rather than the golden arches. Ted ordered the braised octopus, and I ordered the seared marscapone and potato gnocchi with peas, panchetta, and a Parmesan butter sauce. Quite easily the best gnocchi I’ve ever had, and I love gnocchi. Ted’s octopus was mighty tasty, too. We then shared a New York Strip, which came with a huge pile of thin and crispy French fries. They were perfectly prepared and tres yummy. We finished the meal off with dessert of a brownie topped with a peanut butter mousse, served with homemade cracker jacks and a shot of milk. The perfect dessert for us to share, because Ted LOVED the brownie/mousse combo, while I enjoyed the cracker jacks and milk. Yum. The bartender was a wonderful server, too. Loved her. Maybe mostly because she brought us yummy food and drinks when we were SO hungry, but she was also very friendly and efficient, which is a good thing. (sidebar…if we ever win the lotto, I would love to have the celebratory dinner at this restaurant…they had the coolest little banquet rooms, separated from the main dining room by green raw silk curtains. SO elegant!) We then went to the mixer, which was VERY loud, and full of young business school graduates. Yawn. But who knows who you will meet at these things, so it’s worth it to try, right? After that, wandering back to our car, still fat and sassy from our lovely dinner, who should Ted spy next to the car in front of us but a screenwriter who taught a class he was in at San Francisco State way back in 1988. Wow. So we stopped to say hello, and the man was mighty pleased at being recognized on the street, and there was a camerman filming a documentary about said filmmaker, so we’re in the documentary footage…though we’ll probably end up on the cutting room floor.
Saturday, Ted and Maya took on the huge task of preparing our home to be painted. They moved furniture, primed Maya’s room (It was bubble gum pink, and is now white), purchased paint and supplies, and many other sundry details that had them busy from probably 11:00 until 8:00 that night. Meanwhile, Cherry and I went to a bridal shower, where we got to meet the gorgeous Tracy from the Starshine Report. (I clearly didn’t take enough pictures, as this is the only one I have of all three of us, and it’s blurry…sorry. Hello Melissa, you can kind of see my hair, which isn’t nearly as cool as yours…dang it.) Cherry and I agreed that Tracy has a warm, welcoming family, and we had a wonderful time. If you ever have the chance to get together with Tracy, I highly recommend it. She is exactly how she represents herself on her blog – she represents herself so honestly, that she is just how she seems – funny, warm, happy, and lovely. We had such a nice time meeting her, and her lovely family as well. Saturday evening, while Ted and Maya continued to work prepping the house, I fulfilled a prior commitment and attended a fund raiser auction for Maya’s school.
Sunday was painting day, and we had a ‘painting party’ at our place. Wow, what a lot of work THAT was! We were fortunate that so many friends and family came to help us, so that a job that would have easily taken s at least a week was completed in about 6 hours. HUGE thanks to Laluna, Big Sis, Chee, Chee’s friend Arielle, Cherry, Eric, Ted’s uncle, aunt, and cousin, plus our lovely neighbor, Tracy. Now our little condo looks so bright at fresh, and we are pretty much worn out. What we wouldn’t give for a three day weekend! Alas, here we are, it’s Monday. Hope it’s a good one for you.
Oh, by the way…for those of you who signed up for the interview meme...I haven’t forgotten you…I’ve just been swamped. Hopefully I’ll have the questions out to you today or tomorrow.