She flew in on a Wednesday night, and her friend Leslie whisked her from the airport to my house for dinner. I made a kabocha squash, pear, & ginger soup. Delicious. Somehow, I took pictures of the raw products, but none of the completed soup (but dev has those pics..maybe she'll post them?).
The next day, I met up with Devon and Leslie in SF after work. We found a cute restaurant in the Mission called Bar Tartine, and dined on a wonderful beet and persimmon salad, gnocchi with nettles, and Christopher Lee's sausage (haha, sounds dirty...really though, I wasn't cheating on Scott....Christopher Lee is a chef from the now closed restaurant Eccolo in Berkeley who now makes charcuteries...it was a delicious fennel sausage.) After dinner, Leslie and I surprised Devon with drinks at Bourbon & Branch, a speakeasy. Leslie had a special password emailed to her that we needed to get in. So we knocked on the unmarked door, were asked for the password , and said "stilts". Once that magic word was uttered, the door opened and we were allowed to enter. Bourbon & Branch has a whole list of rules, my favorite being "Don't even think of asking for a Cosmo". We did break the rule of "Please speak easy", and the bar boy straight out of Newsies had to ask to to speak softer (seriously, never been told to quiet down at a bar!).
No pictures allowed inside, so I stole this off the website: Bourbon & Branch