Man, I’m starting to feel old! My buddy Money was visiting the Bay Area again for about ten days, and I can only hang with him for three to four days in a row. I just don’t have the stamina to keep up with all the eating, drinking and socializing! Of course, I did end up driving a lot during the first few days. So that will be my excuse. Too much stressful driving!! LOL.
Unfortunately, I just don’t have the energy to do a write up on all the places we went that were new and interesting to me. I will try to touch on each however, if I can remember.
After flaking on him two Fridays ago after finding out he would be in the city (SF) all afternoon and evening, I did volunteer to drive Money and his cousins Tony and Nancy up to the Hog Island Oyster Co in Tomales Bay. (Marshall, CA.) Having never actually been there before, I trusted in Garmin to get us there in a timely fashion. I forgot that Garmin has a sense of humor. We ended up taking a small, windy road off of 101 toward the coast. The windy road wasn’t too much of a problem, at least there were hardly any cars on it. The problem was the bicycle “race” that was using the road as part of its route. Even on the way home, on a different road, we were still apparently on the race route. Try driving on narrow, windy roads while having to pass hundreds of bicyclists that are “racing” each other. No wonder I’m exhausted!

Money is showing how its done!
As for the oysters, damn they were good! We all learned how to shuck the stubborn little bi-valves, and actually became fairly adept at it. We sampled four different varieties and/or sizes of oysters and washed them down with a couple bottles of Chardonnay. (Which we brought) The total bill was less than $150 for 11 dozen oysters which makes it a very good deal in my book!
That evening, Nancy had prior dinner plans, but the three of us and a friend of Tony’s all went to The Boiling Crab in San Jose. Apparently, this is a Vietnamese restaurant, as I think I was the only somewhat white person in the joint. It’s known for always having a long wait for dinner, but we got lucky after being told it was an hour and a half wait. We ordered some beers and were watching TV when it became apparent that most people had put their name in, then bailed. We got our table in less than 20 minutes. We ordered four pounds of shrimp, four pounds of crawfish, and a Dungeness crab each, all with The Whole She-bang (combo of their three flavors) and medium hot. After a while, the server brought out a big bag of whole shrimp, a big bag of crawfish, and then four huge Dungeness crabs! If we had know the crabs were going to be 2 1/2 pounders, we would have ordered less shrimp and crayfish. Regardless, the food was awesome. No plates or utensils, save for the “crackers” to break the shells, just some fresh butcher paper to cover the table and pile a mess of shells on. After eating our crabs, we barley put a dent in the shrimp or crawfish, although the shrimp were probably my favorite part of the meal. I think the bill came to $270, but we really over-ordered. Anyway, it was worth it and I will definitely be going back there soon. I then took the guys over to Santana row and dropped them off for Nancy to pick up later.
Sunday, we went to the SF Giants game, which they won and it was a beautiful day at the park. Afterwards, we went to Philz Coffee, where I was introduced to a “one-cup-at-a-time” coffee experience. I ordered some kind of Mocha, and it was delicious. I’m just not enough of a coffee guy to be able to distinguish it from others. Beth and I bailed out after that since I was exhausted and headed for home.
Monday, after I got out of work, I picked up Money in San Jose and we headed up to SF again, this time to check in on his barrel of wine that his friend Eric had commissioned at Crushpad. Having some time to kill after finding a parking spot, we wandered into a little dive called The Hard Knox Cafe on Third Street. The staff was friendly and the soul food menu looked pretty good. We ordered a beer and Steve called Tony to let him know where we were. Turns out Hard Knox is owning by a guy Tony went to high school with. Too funny! Tony showed up and we went to Crushpad where we got a great tour from a great guy. I think his name was Stu? Anyway, he was very knowledgeable and did a great job of explaining the challenges and processes of how they make hundreds of different wines at the same time. It certainly sounded intense, but you could tell that they put quality and customer service at the top of their priority list. We each sampled a glass from the barrel of Syrah, which tasted like it was coming along nicely and will make a very nice wine after blending and bottling.
After Crushpad, we went back to The Hard Knox Cafe and had an early dinner. Oxtails, fried chicken, collard greens, mac and cheese, red beans and rice and blackened catfish were all tried and they were all very good!
Next we went to Dell’Uva, a wine bar in North Beach to see Paulina, who’s been friends with Steve since our days hanging in pool halls in Boston. After a bottle of sparkling wine, some kind of very dry white wine, and a great Petite Syrah, we called it a night and I dropped off Tony in Alameda, then took Steve to his other cousins place in San Jose before heading home. I had forgotten about the fact I had to take Beth to the SF airport the next morning at 4:30. And I wondered why I am tired?
I pussed out on Steve the next two nights, citing stressful work conditions. (Which wasn’t entirely untrue, with Paul being in Hawaii for a week, leaving me to deal with the customers) On Thursday night, I met up with Steve at his cousin’s in San Jose after work where Lily gave me a glass of a great Ridge Zinfandel. We were going to go to the boiling crab again, but after being told the wait was over two hours, (and believing it from the number of people waiting outside the building) we decided to go to a Vietnamese restaurant on Tully. I think it was called Anh Hong and they are known for their “7 types of beef” so that’s what we got. It was my first time at a Vietnamese place and the food was very good. It just seemed like four of the seven beef courses were too similar. Next time I’ll get the “5 types of beef”. We when back to Lily’s place where they guys got set to play some Hold “Em, but I had to leave to pick up Beth at SFO.
Friday, Beth joined us at Dio Deka in Los Gatos for a wonderful dinner. Man, the seared diver scallops with seared foie gras was to die for!! We managed to get home without too much damage, just stopping in to Carrie Nations for two rounds of drinks before heading home.
Saturday was the Sonoma trip. Nancy had organized and booked a mini-bus to take us and assorted friends to as many wineries as we could hit in Sonoma. Turns out that equals about five actual wineries and one or two tasting rooms in the plaza area of downtown Sonoma. Not too many highlights to report, save the duck confit I had at The Girl & The Fig, and the Cazadores tequila cousin Charlie provided on the bus to keep our buzz going! Thanks to Nancy for organizing and providing all kinds of snacks, water and entertainment on the bus!
So that was about it! Of course, go to Steve’s blog to read up on all the places I missed, because I’m old and tired!