It’s been a really long time since I’ve posted largely because its been a really long time since anything has inspired me to write. Leave it to San Francisco to wake me up and remind me the wonders that a beautiful and bustling urban scene can bring.
Here to visit for a concert, I walked to the theatre from where I’m staying and on the way rediscovered why I love San Fancisco so much. Every block, every corner a collection of charming boutiques, cafes, small businesses, all enclosed with the picture windows and fire-escaped facades that make San Fran so…. well, San Fran.
On the same street as the theatre I encountered a myriad of dining choices, most of which were a bit too spendy for the Starving Artist’s humble wallet. On my walk I stumbled into a little scoop shop called Schulzies, which turns out was not an ice cream shop, but a BREAD PUDDING shop filled with incomprehensible combinations of bread pudding served by the scoop. I of course got the maple bacon bread pudding with whiskey sauce. Simply to die for.
As I scoped out options for some *real* dinner food (while eating my bread pudding) I noticed an annoying trend that I thought was just an LA thing. Two fun restaurants that caught my eye and that were actually in my price range were in fact counter service – dining by number as I like to call it. Order your food at the counter, take a number, and everyone is left to fight for a table. And on this night, with a concert crowd, it was indeed a fight. And not one I was particularly in the mood for.
The first place I really want to eat was The Grove, a local establishment blasting comfort food like pot pie and Mac and cheese. The problem? Dining by number. And absolutely mobbed. So on I went to Arlequin, yet more dining by number, but less mobbed and easier to find a nook to myself. I enjoyed a lovely vegetable wrap with sun dried tomato hummus. Mmmm veggies… by number…
I gotta say, I’m a little concerned that all accessible dining is moving in this direction. We’re sacrificing legitimate table service and for what? My wrap was still $10.50. And the staff is doing just as much work for way less tips. It’s true some of my favorite go to restaurants have counter service…. but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like a choice every now and then.
More soon dear readers.