Tapas night

Devil Shrimp a la mild

Crab Cakes...ehh

Heavenly Sky

 

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Cindy the Tablecloth Artiste

You Can Draw on the Tablecloths!

An Evening At Tease in Ashland

Matzelles - Before

N took this beautiful photo of morels found by our yard technician Bob. Diana cooked them with oil, egg and matzoh meal to create the new masterpiece "matzelles".

Matzelles - After

Goodbye Japantown

What a great, short holiday. Fantastic food and a feast for the eyes as well. Ramen, spare ribs, mochi, pastries, sashimi, and beautiful people. It poured most of the way home, until the sun and blue sky appeared at Weed, to welcome and follow us home.

Last Day in the Bay

Breakfast with my old friend Phil. We were in first grade together at PS 164.

Here's old three-legged Harry. I saw a coin once with this guy on it. Idols galore at this store.

Two Cool Kittens

I didn't catch the name of this store, but it was full of neet stuff and Bollywood music was playing!

Chestnut Street

A real Italian deli! Nostalgia for home.

Impeach Barack Obama

I heard about this guy on Michael Savage. Here he is in the flesh! There is hope.

Pizza Orgasmica, Fillmore Street

Shoe Store Window

View Of The Bay

Took a 4-mile hike up and down the hills of SF, on a beautiful sunny day.

Boulangerie 3

Boulangerie 2

All those colored items on the top right are macaroons! We forgot to go back to get some, though :(

Boulangerie 1

Loved this bakery!! 5 Stars; wish I lived down the block from this place!

Sapporo-Ya Noodle Shop in the Japan Center

Fresh home-made noodles, but overcooked; tasty ham though.

They Sat Us Next To The Fish Tank

Please don't eat me sir!

Inventive Menorahs

The one on the left is made from pipe fittings; on the right, candlesticks.

N at The Press Club

"At" but not "in". They were closed.

Jewish Museum Gift Shop

This building looks like a space ship that fell out of the sky. One passes through a metal detector to enter; I had to surrender my pocket corkscrew.

N Finds Cherry Blossoms in May

Breakfast at The Grove, Fillmore Street

A little break from Japanese/Chinese: bagel, lox, scrambled egg, and hold the onions.

Eyes Wide Shut

Catching a few Z's while waiting for lunch at R&G Lounge.

Chinatown My Chinatown

Getting wet and loving it; on our search for Ultraman collectibles and fireworks. We found neither..

Two Distinguished Guests Leave Their John Hancock

Our guest book page in the Record Album room..

Contemporary Jewish Museum

Waiting in the rain for the museum to open, to see the Jewish record album collection.

On The Bridge 2

Our first night in Japantown!

Curry Rice at the Restaurant On The Bridge, Japan Town

Spicee-ee!! Jungle Emperor Leo and Spirited Away were playing on two TV screens while we ate.

Solorzano's

Ellen, Ramon & pussycats; our first stop in the Bay Area.

We're Out On The Road To Japantown

N & I are headed to The City for a few days to bum around J-town and C-town. Why am I not boycotting San Francisco you ask? The town where anything goes, sex in public and even cop-killing. A nuke-free zone where Marxists rule the roost. A town that is itself boycotting the beleaguered state of Arizona for merely enforcing existing federal law. Well, I'm not much of a boycott person myself. If I was I wouldn't be able to buy health food in my similarly leftist leaning town of Ashland. So I'm more a 'live and let live' guy. And anyway we're not going to 'San Fran Sicko' (as Michael Savage affectionately calls it) per se, but rather to two specific ethnic enclaves, seeking out Asian culture and perhaps some fireworks. There is still much to love about The City: museums, shopping, great people watching (always watching out for a rare sighting of the aforementioned Mr. S), but most of all it's a foodie paradise. We hope to return in a few days, each of us ten pounds heavier. Strike that; ten pounds lighter from eating all those delicately steamed vegetables.

Delfino Winery

80's Prom 9

This pretty gal threw a glow-stick down my T-shirt. It was still glowing when I got in bed around 1:30 am. That's a late night for me; I'm usually in bed by 10 these days. But it was a great evening of 80's nostalgia, and I got some much needed exercise. I'm thinking of hosting an 80's night at the Elks, so this gave me lots of inspiration. I can't dance like Lucky Star, though, and won't use a stage 'cuz I'd fall off. Anyway, kudos to Glenn and to Alex's. Great time! Wish I could've stayed 'til the end but I had to work the next day (of course).

80's Prom 8

A coupla hours into it, the ladies took the stage. I was a dancing fool by this time; almost none of my other snaps look good enough to post.

80's Prom 7

This guy looked like Roy Wood, dressed outrageously. You'll hafta use your imagination.

80's Prom 6

Go, Glenny, go!

80's Prom 5

Here's "Lucky" on stage; he didn't say much, but sure wiggled a lot.

80's Prom 4

Lots of glow-sticks were in  evidence, and a little Manic Panic.

80's Prom 3

That's DJ Lucky Star on the dance floor. He wondered if I was prepared to dance wearing my trademark flip-flops. Thought I might get stepped on.

80's Prom 2

Sitting at the bar gave a good vantage point for taking photos; they were actually posing for the guy standing next to me with a real camera.

80's Prom 1

Here's Tony, pouring my first drink of the evening. I asked for something "non-fattening", being concerned about how my gut looked in my "Lars & the Nurse" T-shirt.

The Runaways

Couldn't find anyone to go see "The Runaways" with, so I finally dragged myself alone to the little movie theatre with the small screens in Ashland, grabbed a snack pack at the counter and prepared myself to be entertained. In short, one of the great Rock & Roll movies, and not-to-be missed. It has everything, humor (although at times I was the only one who laughed out of the dozen or so patrons that came out of the rain to see it), drama, pathos (whatever that is, oh wait it's pity, sympathy, tenderness-not much of that, and sorrow), and kick-ass music. I actually cried when the girls arrived at their venue in Japan and the kids there went nuts over them, and got a chill down my back, literally, when they played "Cherry Bomb". The three stars, Kristen Stewart as Joan Jett, Dakota Fanning as Cherie Currie and Michael Shannon as Kim Fowley effectuated their respective roles with aplomb. OK, yes I am using a thesaurus here, sorry. Bottom line a great, f****** flick. What am I a critic? ("Lita Ford" has only a few lines in the show, but the real Lita was in our shop once in the 80s. We came really close to selling her a pink leather jacket. She was in Joan Jett's band at the time, and I'm really sorry now that I didn't go. I can be such a f****** musical snob.)