Sick

It appears to have been food poisoning, presumably from breakfast. That’s about 7 hours of my life vanished. Ah well, thank goodness it didn’t happen tomorrow when I’d be spending 11 hours on an aircraft.

Santa Has Arrived

I got a call from the picture framers this morning, as a result of which our apartment is now much better decorated than it was before. Fabulous timing, I think.

And talking of my favorite artist, it would appear that John is rather inspired by Jeffrey Ford books, because this is awesome.

Anyway, it would appear that Christmas has now officially started chez moi, so I guess I’d better do some cooking. Not that I put any great effort into it with Kevin not here, but as I had to go out anyway I popped into Safeway and collected the fixings for a pork chili flavored with mole sauce and Guinness. If I set it going now, it should be nicely done sometime during tonight’s football game. And it will be even better tomorrow.

The War on Terroir

No, it is not Thursday yet, but The Economist has rushed this week’s issue out a day early because of the holiday season. And because this time of year is notorious for the slowness of news and the goodness of cheer, they have provided a little celebratory amusement with this article on the prospects for genetically-modified wine:

Why should sauvignon blanc be stuck with boring old gooseberry and cabernet sauvignon with cassis? Genomics could beget some novel wine flavours and combinations to ensure the wine really does go with the food: pinot noir with cranberries, pork, and sage and onion stuffing, perhaps.

At the risk of having this blog declared war on by angry French terroiristes, I hereby solicit suggestions for new wine flavors.

Rolling Home

Kevin and I are now back home, having taken our time over getting back to the Bay Area.

Much of this weekend has in fact been spent on my second favorite hobby (after reading), which is Shopping. On the way up we stopped for lunch at the Westfield mall in Fairfield. This was notable for two things. Firstly we actually had good fish ‘n’ chips. It is rare to find anywhere in the US that sells supposed British-style fish ‘n’ chips and manages to a) have decent sized piece of fish, b) make good batter, and c) serve chips rather than McDonald’s-style fries. This place managed all three. Well done them. And also we found a Gloria Jean’s coffee shop. This is the first time I have seen one outside of Australia, though a little web searching has shown that they are actually an American company. Weird how this franchising business goes.

On the way home we stopped at the outlet stores in C/o/w/t/o/w/n Vacaville. This was a great success (and not too hugely expensive). I was delighted to pick up a cashmere sweater for $50 (reduced from $128), and I may well wear it to BASFA tomorrow. I’m not saying anything more about The Dress. This is partly because I’m hoping it will cause major jaw-dropping when I wear it to a convention, and partly because most of my girlfriends will want to kill me when they find out how much I paid for it. Best. Ball gown. Bargain. Ever.

City Life

For lunch yesterday Karen and I tried a Thai restaurant across the street from Borderlands Books. It was a place called Osha, and it turns out that they have five restaurants in San Francisco, but none anywhere else. Tough on the rest of the world, because it was very good, and the lunch combos were remarkably good value. Recommended.

Valencia Street is, of course, full of good places to eat. I’m also very found of Sunflower (Vietnamese) and Limon (Peruvian). Cafe Ethiopia is pretty good too. So many interesting cuisines in such a small space.

I also took particular note of an advert on BART (the subway system). In how many cities in the world would you find companies advertising their support for gay marriage as a means of selling their product? I love San Francisco.

Hooray for Huck!

I was in San Francisco today, hanging out with Karen Burnham and doing some shopping. Naturally I went to the Ferry Building to get elk burgers, cheese and mushrooms. It seemed like it was time to try the wild huckleberry cheesequake, and I can happily report that everything Dina says here is absolutely correct. Yum!

SMOFcon wrap

The final panels are in progress now and I have retreated upstairs to get some work done. Overall the con has gone rather better than I expected. Much of fandom still doesn’t understand marketing, or indeed the need for it, so a SMOFcon supposedly focused on that topic had lots of potential for disaster. There have been some bad panels. I was really looking forward to the one on how to tell whether your marketing was successful or not, but when three of the four panelists had begun by saying that they intended to talk about how to tell whether the convention had been successful it was clear that the panel was totally hijacked and I walked out. Other sessions, however, were a lot better. And there were a lot of conrunners there who were clearly not the traditional deeply conservative fannish Worldcon types. There is hope for SF conventions yet, I think.

Besides, the food was good. You may recall some time back I did some scouting around Logan and said I was eager to try Dine Boston. Well Kevin and I went last night, along with Jim and Sandra. The food was fabulous. We are probably going back tonight.

SMOFcon – Day 2

Two things to report from yesterday (aside from the Fannish Inquisition stuff that I posted last night).

Firstly this year’s SMOFcon is the first to have a reading by a professional writer. Joe and Gay Haldeman were here to give one of their “how to socialize neo-pros” talks. For those of you who don’t know, Joe and Gay were fans long before Joe made it big as a writer, so they have a much better understanding of fannish attitudes that many young writers today whose first convention often only happens after they have been published. Anyway, in order to get things going, Joe did a dramatic reading of the panel description from the program book, and very amusing it was too.

Also, a lot more cheese came out last night. There was quite a variety. Some of it was stuff in plastic wrappers that you could find in just about any chain grocery store across the US, but Kevin and I were by no means the only ones to have brought good stuff. Humboldt Fog is the clear winner for the type of cheese brought by most people (3, compared to no more than 1 for anything else). From our selection I thought that the Inverness and Pierce Pt stood up well, but they are both quite subtle flavors and therefore not so memorable amidst a large range of choices. Kevin and I were agreed that the Point Reyes Original Blue (from California) was the clear winner of the night. Interestingly it came in two varieties: ordinary and “raw”). This suggests to me that the “raw” was made from unpasteurized milk. The web site is unhelpful, saying that the ordinary cheese is made from “raw milk” and not mentioning any varieties. I guess I need to find whoever brought the cheese and ask.

SMOFcon – Day 1

So far so good. There was a very interesting panel on Hugo categories that I need to write more about over on SFAW when I’m more awake. We went to Legal Seafoods for dinner, which is always a good thing. And the evening reception/mixer went well. Kevin amazed everyone with how well he can sing. More about this on his LiveJournal. While he was doing that, I did some cheese tasting. Vince Docherty has something of an unfair advantage, coming from The Netherlands, a country whose cheese-making ability is on a par with that of Somerset, but even so his aged Gouda with cloves was pretty spectacular. It is certainly the best so far, though the Humboldt Fog (I think brought by Ian Stockdale – it wasn’t ours) also went down very well.

Cheese

One of the things they are doing in the Con Suite this SMOFcon is cheese tasting. Everyone who attends has been encouraged to bring samples of their local cheeses. This was certainly a challenge that Kevin and I could not resist, so yesterday I took myself off to San Francisco and Cowgirl Creamery. This is what I bought:

All of these are artisan cheeses made in California. Kevin and I are familiar with the St. George, Cumin Gouda and, of course, Humboldt Fog, all of which we can recommend. On the basis of some samples are the store yesterday I’m sure that the Pierce Pt and Inverness will be popular. But they are all good. Hopefully some of the people who are here will blog about the cheeses. I’ll certainly mention any that other people brought that I tried and liked.

Comfort Food

Much as I love cooking, I tend not to want to do it for myself, unless I happen to be testing a recipe. Why go through all that effort just for me? Which is one of the reasons why I picked up Nigella’s latest cookbook – it promised Nigella-type food that can be made quickly and easily. Of course Nigella-type food means that a lot of recipes are loaded down with cholesterol and sugar, which given the medical situation around here is not the wisest fare of which to partake, but moderation is a wonderful thing. And so is roquamole.

Which is? Why guacamole with added blue cheese, of course. Decent Roquefort is kind of hard to find here in California, but Trader Joe’s came up with something called Salem Blue that fit the bill quite well. And it worked. The blue cheese hit in the aftertaste is an ideal addition to the otherwise rather bland avocado. A bowl of that and some tortilla chips, and a warm naan, will do me just nicely for supper.

And now I guess I’d better hit the step machine to burn it all off.

Slightly Delayed Thanksgiving

Kevin is back home. Time for a slightly delayed Thanksgiving dinner. No turkey obviously – the boy has had enough to last for weeks. So crab-stuffed mushrooms and a nice piece of sirloin. Red wine for me, egg nog for him; mince pies for dessert. Yum. Thank you, Goddess.

Also some wise words from Jed Hartman:

my favorite things: Warm sunlight on skin; warm water on skin; warm skin on skin

Couldn’t agree more. I love California.

Invaded

Today has been yet another beautiful California day – clear blue skies, warm sunshine. Yet it is winter, and that means that it gets a bit cold outside of an evening. Consequently all those multi-legged critters that are quite happy to live outside during the summer tend to impose on the hospitality of us two-legged folks over the winter.

Thus it was that I arrived home from shopping today to find the kitchen floor swarming with ants. I reached into the cupboard for the Terro traps and found – an empty box.

Fortunately for him, Kevin is elsewhere right now, so I can’t strangle him. Furthermore, because he is elsewhere, I’m not faced with cooking him a Thanksgiving dinner in an ant-infested kitchen. And best of all, the nice folks at Dale Hardware across the road were still open when I dashed over there, so hopefully the little beggars will be gone by Friday when I had foolishly promised Kevin I’d baked cookies in time for his return.

SMOFcon Hotel Preview

While I was in Boston I took some photos of the SMOFcon hotel. They are now up on Picasa. Sorry the pictures of the restaurant menus are not very good.

I’m still planning to go in Boston at least one night, though. And I have all next week to investigate suitable places.

SMOFcon Facilities Update

On my way through Logan yesterday I took the opportunity to check out dining options in terminals C and E. Both provide interesting options for SMOFcon attendees who don’t want to have to leave the airport.

Dine Boston in Terminal E looks very interesting. You can see the menu here. I’m rather tempted by the Bombolotti alla Vodka. (here’s hoping they use good Finnish vodka.)

The archetypal Boston dining experience, however, is Legal Sea Foods. You can see the menu for their Terminal C restaurant here. And if you really can’t bear to leave the con for long, they do take-outs.

Into The Swing

This is a proper con now. Have just been out to dinner. Very nice Mexican restaurant. Carnitas burrito, big pitcher or margaritas. Also good company: Jim Kelly, John Kessel, Paul Park and my latest pal, David Anthony Durham. There is a table full of cheese here. i think that Jay Lake has been holding a tasting. Good Stilton. And now the mass signing is about to begin.