I believe you already know my stance on deep-fried food…IT RULES! I'm pretty sure you can even submerse rocky mountain oysters (bull testicles) in hot oil and I would dip them in blue cheese, inhale every morsel and possibly lick my fingers clean. We walked into Delarosa restaurant in San Francisco and were warmly greeted by the blaring music of the Beastie Boys "No sleep til Brooklyn" I questioned the noise in my ears and asked the host to confirm… Read More »

Yes…I admit it…I wanted to eat a Whoopie Pie strictly because of the name, I am not ashamed. Though, when I think of pie I envision a flaky, lightly browned crust with a delicate lemon custard filling and a perfectly meringued top. This stereotype was soon to be shattered, creating a new formula for the term "pie".  Luckily within my Birthday Bucket List Extravaganza research I discovered a nearby restaurant, Pican, who specialized in making these American delicacies. Traditionally, they are made… Read More »

I love a good surprise, what girl doesn’t? Wrap it in colorful shiny paper, put a raffia bow on it or, in this case, just bring it to me in a paper bag. The generous gift giver was our server at Francis Ford Coppola’s new restaurant, Rustic. After filling our water glasses he placed a small, tightly closed, white paper bag in the middle of the table. The oil stains on the outside was evidence of its potentially greasy contents. Being that we were newbies, an… Read More »