Rolling Over The Hump

Happiest of birthdays to Taylor! We celebrated the day in a very San Franciscan manner: bottomless mimosas and Dolores Park.

Mimosas in the morning always seems like a great idea until you are already hungover at 1pm. Good news is that did not happen this time! We saw the bottom of our glasses often due to slow pours throughout brunch, which ended up having me feel great the whole day.

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With a party of over 15, it was hard to find a place to fit all of us. I called a bunch of places the week before to try to get a reservation and Aliment was able to house us on their mezzanine.

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Yay for all the people who were able to make it out! It was a treat to meet new people and also celebrate with my loved ones.

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To show you a bit of what we consumed…

A continental breakfast with assorted cheeses, salumi, granola and a poached egg.

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The dish I ordered was the braised short rib hash with potatoes, greens and slow cooked eggs.

Someone pointed out that I always get the same kind of food for brunch, savory and soft. Maybe it is because I am a nutrition student but I cannot help but notice the subconscious perfect combination of carbs, proteins & fats in slow cooked meat with starchy potatoes and a yolky egg.

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I also might have snuck a bite of the decadent sour flour french toast with berry compote and barrel aged syrup. Just the word berry and compote in the same sentence stimulates my saliva glands.

(now that is a good alliteration train!)

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Happy birthday Taylie!

Signed, Abs and I.

The only two girls who were not white (well, me 1/2) at the table, not including you.

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Annnnnnnd then the football got stuck in the tree at Dolores. This is my roommates’ way of attempting to fix the problem. It took five people to finally get it out, it was hard for me to not pull out the old how many idiots does it take… joke.

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PS: If anyone can beat my score on Flappy Bird, then I will grant you one wish of your choice. Sky is the limit.

(incase you do not know what Flappy Bird is)

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How are you celebrating your birthday this year? I need some ideas to steal.

Are you into Flappy Bird? I also just downloaded Clash of Clans from a recommendation. I am not sure how I feel about this game yet, but my friend’s fiancé pulled a sweatpants and ribs Friday night for this game so I am giving it a chance.

Light Of My Life

Today is a good day. Why? Because for the next two days, you do not have to worry about anything. No deadlines, no waiting for the clock to hit five, no driving home during rush hour. The only thing you have to worry about is where are you going to eat on Saturday night and what are you going to order.

I think I’m restaurant’d out and will cook at home this weekend for the first time this half of the year. I am overdue for a Farmer’s Market and Chipotle Sunday morning.

It is funny how l was talking about Marlowe in my last post and my latest dining experience so happened to be it’s sister restaurant.

Abby, the fire of my loins, took me out for a spectacular birthday dinner on Wednesday. We have a collective list of restaurants we want to try in San Francisco and Park Tavern happens to be one of them.

Located in the beautiful North Beach district, it is an upscale American Tavern that offers a satisfying menu of seasonal, market-driven seafood and meat dishes for every palate.

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We ended up just dropping the car off at valet because North Beach is the worst for parking, I did not even want to deal with it.

I love the ambiance of Park Tavern, it was nicer than your average restaurant but still felt comfortable and not too stiff.

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Everyone there was so pleasant and made us feel right at home. The waiter was charming and kept asking us if we wanted pictures of x, y or z. We might of took him up on a few offers. 🙂

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I stole this picture from Abby’s Instagram. I asked her if she would be mad if I ordered a Shirley Temple. When a eight year old orders one, nobody bats an eye. When a grown up (like myself, giggle giggle) orders one, the whole world goes crazy. Luckily, Abs was extremely accepting of my love for grenadine.

Go big or go home, right guys?

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I do not even know where to start with the food, we ordered almost everything on the menu. Both of us were huge fans of Marlowe, so I know we were in for a real treat.

First up is the Park Tavern fries. What is that on the sides, you ask? Oh, just a nice dollop of truffle and a soft boiled egg topped with caviar. Yes, this might be the most fanciest fries I ever had in my life. Fancy and delicious. My technique was dipping the fry in the egg/caviar and topping it off with truffle. It was unbelievable and I had a dream about it that same night. I wish I was kidding.

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Abs never had gnocchi (I know, what), so it was a must. Another pan-seared gnocchi dish in my corner, I am a lucky girl. This parisienne gnocchi was seared with wild mushrooms, farmstead blue and petit thyme.

I still can not believe how incredible this was.

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Park Tavern is known for their Brussels sprout chips, which I did not realize was a thing. Kale chips are so 2010, these are the new baked greens and I am excited to try to make these at home.

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She switched from her Caipirinha to a Chardonnay (or Sauvignon, who knows or cares) and I went from my very alcohol (ha) Shirley Temple to a nice Riesling. It is my favorite and the only wine I do not get tired of.

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The most amusing part of our night (besides us googly eyeing each other) was the table next to ours. Seated were two posh middle aged couples that we made small talk with and ended up being best friends by the end of the night. They took our recommendations and admitted that we had great taste for being such young lasses. One of the women loved my camera and asked to take pictures of us. She just bought her first DSLR and caught the photography bug.

I obliged.

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I ordered the “Poulet Noir” to share and holy presentation. They said it would be revealed as a whole chicken but this was another level. This was served with black truffle, butter braised baby spinach and roasted peewee potatoes.

The spinach was phenomenal with the subtle taste of the truffle.

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Abby chose the caramelized sea scallops w/ yellow curried carrot puree, sunchoke barigoule, breakfast radish & chrysanthemum greens. For being someone who is not a fan of seafood, I had one whole scallop and Abs was so proud of me. I have to admit that it was great.

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What is a birthday without creme brûlée? This unique custard was made with local TCHO chocolate, chili, lemon zest and sea salt. A rich, chocolate biscotti was served on the side. I wish I did not eat this so fast because our waiter surprised us and brought out a complimentary carrot cake with cream cheese frosting as a birthday treat.

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I am surprised I was able to get out of my chair after. If you count, that is seven different dishes I consumed in two hours. I could not of done it without Abby sharing with me. I have to say thank you again, Abby, for the fantastic dinner. Love you to the moon and back. 🙂

We wrapped up our meal around 9:30p and had some fun with the valet guys and a stranger before heading home.

And that, my friends, concludes my five-day-after-birthday dinner meal with the ever-so-special Abs.

Do you ever still order Shirley Temples? Try to make me feel better, please.

Which dish would you be most excited to try?

Merci

I think I created a sensory overload in the last picture, so I will keep it short and sweet today.

I did not end up getting home until 12:30am on Sunday night and all the lights in the house were off. Fair enough, it is understandable that all my roommates were getting shut-eye in preparation for the first working day of the week. As I was walking upstairs, I realized something was fishy. I heard little noises that my ears were not use to.

Surprise! Everyone stayed up to sing me happy birthday! I was so tired from the long drive but the love from all my roommates woke me right up.

Thank you Taylor, for baking this delicious yellow cake with chocolate frosting!

(Jacq & Bailey, there was no white on white at the Lisbon household. Thank god).

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The next day, I saw a cute picture downstairs on our thought board. Damn right I am going to blog about it! I love you guys.

PS: We are running the Cosmic Run in two weeks. I am so excited, has anyone else heard about it?

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Taylor wanted to take me out to lunch after my O-Chem test and I obliged. We had a few places in mind and I am just starting to realize how little places are open during lunch. San Francisco, get your shit together.

After debating, we ended up at Chez Maman in Potrero Hill. I do not eat French cooking very often, so it sounded like a good idea.

Chez Maman is a skinny cozy spot with lovely vintage posters hanging on the wall.

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Our waiter was the most stereotypical Frenchman ever and I wanted to take him home with me. Not in that way, get your mind out the gutter. 😉

Tay and I decided to share everything and started off with a baked camembert with roasted garlic and toast points.

If you are a rookie food lover like me, you have to google camembert quickly and quietly on your iPhone to find out it is a soft, creamy, surface-ripened cow’s milk cheese.

The roasted garlic bulbs popped right out of the bulbs. It was a delightful appetizer.

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Next was a beef tartare, which is one of my favorite dishes to order at restaurants. Taylor never tried it before and did not take much convincing. I thought it was good but the dijon mustard was a little overwhelming. I will have to take her to Marlowe to get the best steak tartare on this side of the Mississippi.

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The flat iron steak was cooked great (medium-rare) with a side of green peppercorn sauce (the only steak dressing I like) and ratatouille (which I can pass on next time).

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Half way through the meal, Taylor flipped the switch on me and told me that this would not be counted as my birthday meal because no drinks were involved for a cheers. This means she is going to take me out again next week. I can not argue with her.

We split a crepe with bananas, nutella, fresh berries and creme fraiche.

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I have not had Nutella in so long and forgot how good it tastes. Can Nutella be our 6th (7th?) taste bud?

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I miss cooking but school has overwhelmed my life. The semester is wrapping up in a little over a month including a week off for Thanksgiving Break.

Fear not, I will go back to posting recipes next Wednesday. I have a delicious slow cooked meatball one coming up and another one I stole from my sister from when she lived in Spain.

Tomorrow, Abby is taking me out for a birthday dinner. I must be the luckiest girl in the world to have my birthday extended so far out. I also have not seen her in over a month, which has not happened since we became BFFs a few years ago. Where are we going to eat? Well that, my dear, will remain a mystery until a later time.

What vintage things are you into? (PS: Sister, we had a earthquake today and I was so nervous for your lamps!! I’m bringing them to your mom’s house ASAP so I am not liable for them!)

Favorite crepe combination? Mine would be nutella, strawberries and bananas. However…I did see a cinnamon and pear one today that caught my interest. Maybe next time.