Dietary Diaries

The food inspired musings of a culinarily inclined nerd.

Location: Berkeley, California Bay Area, United States

Berkana signifies rebirth and new beginnings; I have found these in Jesus Christ.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Quoteables: "Meet me at Starbucks"

So, Peter and I were at the El Cerito Plaza (the one with three Starbucks in that one  plaza) when I remembered how Starbucks saturation is at the point  where there are places in downtown San Francisco where you can turn 360° and see three or four Starbucks. In fact, Starbucks has become a cancer upon the landscape; in many places, the café culture has become notably subdued on account of Starbucks putting local cafés out of business. Starbucks has no character– they're all clones; seen one, seen them all. I'd much prefer local cafés to cultivate their own character, to have local flavor. . . but I digress. . .

Upon walking in front of one of the three starbucks in El Cerito Grande plaza, Peter remarked:

"You know what? 'Meet me at Starbucks' is now totally meaningless."

BTW, there are 20 starbucks in the map below. That's only a handful of SF city blocks, folks!

Monday, June 20, 2005

Quotables: T-bone steak

So, lately, Peter and I have been having guests over for dinner in our kitchenette-on-steroids—which was our original motive for spiffing up our kitchen in the first place. Jory was our second victi. . . uh, I mean, dinner guest, an James was gracious enough to accompany us for our meal of T-bone steak on top of macaroni and sauce debian ("a reduction of a stock made of linux distributions" as I called it ^_~). Peter could explain it better than I; all I know was that it's very  tasty and intensely beefy. . . but I digress. . .

Those T-bone steaks were amazing— among the largest individual servings of meat James and I had ever seen, prompting me to inquire of Pete what section of the cow it came from. Before he could answer, James piped in:

"The Atkin's section."