Hayes Valley and What I Have Learned this Year.
I slept in. It was good. Then S & I took BART into The City, bypassing the Christmas Shopping Hell of the Powell Stop. After a successful library run we dashed West to Hayes Valley. The Citizen Cake's signature cupcake is the closest thing I've had to fantastic sex with all my clothes on. The lemon sandwich cookie was the world's best foreplay, although it was not the Steven's cup of tea. Neither of which recipes can be found in the Citizen Cake Cookbook. Gosh bloody darn it. Blunch at Absinthe: A French 45, some excellent coffee, superbly crusted biscuits covered with sausage gravy, eggs on the side and the best home-fried potatoes ever (I suspect duck fat to be behind their tastiness). Liberal use of fresh sage & rosemary. Snaps. What I have learned this year: You can redeem yourself through feeding people. My father (who swore he'd hate me forever) now snuggles up to me when I bring him fresh whole wheat bread and positively hums when I filch him extra pi...