If I hadn't been cruising blogs, I would never have discovered that today is International No Diet Day. I guess whatever good intentions I have to get in shape can be put off until tomorrow.

We went to a "meet the editor and let him know what you really think of Baseline Magazine" cocktails (well, pinot noir for me) and hors d'oeuvres gig at Town Hall Restaurant down on Howard for a couple hours last night.

Walked down the Steps to the Embarcadero and caught the F-line trolley over to the Financial District, then walked a few blocks to Town Hall. Yummy hors d'oeuvres. Wine, beer and hard drinks flowed freely. Can't imagine what it cost for Baseline to get our opinions and those of about forty other people.

When the party was over a couple hours later, we were ready for dinner but were told it was an hour's wait to get a table at Town Hall. Instead, we walked over to One Market, Bradley Ogden's restaurant just across from the Ferry Building, and got seated immediately, had a bit of dinner and another glass of wine. After dinner, we walked home, stopping off at the Ferry Building to pickup a menu from The Slanted Door, then back up the Stairs. Even though it was a Wednesday night sometime after nine, The Slanted Door was packed with people -- bodes well for its success at its new location.

The walking wore off maybe 1/10th of the hors d'oeuvres and dinner consumption. My entree was foie gras steak -- a big seared piece of foie gras, served with toast tips. Even though I love seared foie gras, and One Market's dish was excellent, I needed his nibs to help me finish my serving. I'd eaten my fair share of hors d'oeuvres and the foie gras entree was enormous. We carried home the leftovers of his pork entree, which we figured would frig far far better than seared foie gras.

I'll worry about my good intentions tomorrow.

   posted by Sal Towse at  6:01 PM|| |