
A’s baseball, Red Hook ESB, Fat Tire Amber and cinnamon bun overload
July 11, 2010Some philosopher said every journey begins with a single step. For the Negress, every journey must include more than one cinnamon bun. As a child while prowling some park in Alberta with the family, I ate five cinnamon buns with raisins and nearly puked my way through various awesome natural wonders of Canada and Montana. Now, I just skip the raisins and reduce my intake.
But when flying West on Southwest, all the puddle jumping works up an appetite. So cinnamon bun No. 1 was consumed in the Baltimore airport, which was a good thing since I was confined to the plane in Chicago and would have been ravenous if I had just eaten those crackers and stuff they have, not to mention the skim latte. I also had a Heineken between San Diego and San Francisco. With about 8 hours of flying behind me, I settled in with the Uruguay-Germany replay and then got lip gloss (unflavored as there is wine tasting in my future). Then I walked from 3rd and Market to 12th and Folsom to eat at Manora, a fabulous Thai place. While the Negress has found some lovely wines to go with Thai food, she hasn’t found any of them at Thai restaurants. So Singha it was with a beef and spinach and basil and peanuts and chili thing over rice, plus a soft-shell crab. I returned to my hotel and slept soundly.
The Negress took BART to Oakland Coliseum, home to the Raiders I alternately root for and mourn. I went to see the A’s continue to rip the Angels a new one and they willingly obliged me. However, it was scary to note that no one with all their hair was keeping score. My Jeopardy! pal Leslie Frates got us great seats five rows from the field. I had another cinnamon bun at Peet’s that morning so Polish sausage and beer were the obvious next steps. A little Fat Tire Amber ale and Red Hoook ESB hit the spot. The Negress got BBQ tools and had an uneventful round trip on BART so much was good. Leslie also tipped her to an Impressionist exhibit at the DeYoung so she’s going to hit that after she talks to Randall Grahm of Bonny Doon on Tuesday morning. She’s going to drink his wines tomorrow so tonight it’s seafood and early bed.

