Let it evolve organically. That's our belief when discussing our empire, Tuesdays with Pookie. All thoughts must evolve organically and come from within and the same goes for each "TwP" adventure. We touch base in the morning via a text.
Pookie to Pookie: "Good Morning! We're still on..right?"
Pookie responding: "Of course. What's the plan?"
Pookie: "Not sure? You have any ideas?"
Pookie: "Food & Drinks?!"
Today was no different, although I did begin the germination of an idea prior to even waking up today. I had it in my head that we would tackle as many of the food trucks popping up all over this city. We could hit Kung Fu Tacos, that specialize in non-traditional topping for tacos. Ranging from Kimchee to vinergary chiles. We'd then dart across town to meet up with the Brulee Cart guy to get a nosh of something sweet. I even had the whole blog fleshed out. Lo and behold this idea wasn't meant to be. It did not evolve organically. It had merely come from me and not from the Pookie squared. Pookie deserved putting in her two cents, as well.
An hour before meeting, Pookie sent me a link to Pica Pica Kitchen; 401 Valencia @15th, 415.400.5453, www.picapicakitchen.com . A restaurant putting out wheat and gluten free specialities from Venezuala. Such as Arepas, a corn flour cake that's been charred on the grill, split open and stuffed with goodness. Today we had ours done a la La Shuli, one of their vegetarion options. This black bean stew was so vibrant and zesty. We could have easily had a few of these. We also had a Maize'wich, that was described as a sweet corn cake grilled like a grilled cheese sandwich. We had this one with the shredded pork. Definitely tender and flavorful, but we were both left wanting heat..or vinegar..or something more. We had a few other items, but found ourselves gravitating toward the La Shula each time. Those black beans were so good!
After unbuttoning our jeans, we ventured into the sun to tackle our next organic obstacle. A quick trip to the Ferry Building. You see. Pookie will be featured this Saturday at Forage SF's * www.foragesf.com * next Underground Farmer's Market. It will be at SomArts which is located at 934 Brannan. It is strongly suggested that you purchase your tickets prior to the event. No waiting at the door. Her gluten-free baking business, zukra bakery, was asked to join in this amazing event and she needed baking supplies. We made a b-line for Sur La Table and noticed a donut stand across from. With a mental note to get a donut before leaving, we stepped inside and tried not to lose ourselves inside.
$50.00 and a new compost pail later, I walked out and headed straight for the donut stand. This is Pepples Donuts, www.pepplesdonuts.com , and they're successful because they don't mess with what they know is good. These cake donuts are enrobed in rich glazes. From vanilla bean to salted caramel to creamscicle. Each icing flavor is prepared so that you merely want to eat another and another and another. Until you've eaten an entire dozen. I just know I could do it! I went with the orange glazed creamscicle flavor which tasted bright and zingy while Pookie went with the chococalte/chocolate glazed donut. Another winner.
If there were a point to this blog it would be to always try something new. Be it a new restaurant, a new walking path, a new haircut or a new position....if you get my drift?...To support local businesses even though their prices are a little higher than at the big box. To be a better customer through engaging those behind the counter and being grateful to the service they provide. In doing so, you'll find that you can actually tailor your shopping experiences towards your needs. That's the beauty of small business owners. They want to cater to their neighborhood and it's citizens. We want to remind you all that it really isn't all that serious and that it's perfectly okay to make fun of yourself and to laugh at yourself, even. Pookie and I know one thing to be true. That through food and the act of preparing and offering of it makes everything else seem simple. The simple act of placing a plate filled with food in front of someone is just about as intimate an act as one can do with another person. For on that plate is more than food. On this plate sits a vast pot of emotions and love and secrets. This simple act of placing it in front of someone only brings the eater now into the story, which is recreated over and over throughout a night of service. In turn making each and every one of us a part of the same history. One filled with secrets, love and a vast pot of emotions.
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