Day 22: They Started It, Really

My parents arrive today.

Dad is teaching a statistical analysis in the laboratory workshop at a local biotechnology center next week, so they’re using our place as a B&B and base of operations. I need to stop by the Ferry building to pick up some special ingredients so my muse and I can make dinner for them.

First things first, time to stop to hang with acrobats for a few hours.


Alan, E-Beth and Kendra are a blast to fly with.


Michael is doing some setup for the upcoming shows.

I wasn’t able to find everything I was looking for at the Ferry Building, so we had to improvise a bit, but it turned out really well. Dinner at home:

  • A tasty Burrata (my muse’s idea, and a good one), with tomato, basil and olive oil
  • Steamed clams in a spicy wine sauce
  • Seared grouper and asparagus
  • Gelato, macaroons and a blueberry tart
  • Wine we brought back from Ingrid’s vineyard

Over dessert, we tell them about Secret Plan 170, which involves them (and will likely require an armed escort, but just for a few days). They’re up for it. In fact, they can’t wait.

Random assertion: If you enjoy cooking and traveling with your parents, they have surely done their job well.

Steganographic data: 1864/2.2

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Day 2: Hats, Whips and Oysters

Morning: Hats & Whips First thing in the morning, I went to a screening of our company’s new movie. When the theater is full of your friends watching their hard work on the big screen, cheering out loud comes naturally.

The morning muni train on the way to the movie was packed. People in Batman costumes, fishnet stockings, and what looked like Dr. Seuss brand headwear. Hooray for Bay to Breakers. The world is truly a good place.

Afternoon: Music & Food After the movie, I wandered over to the SF OysterFest and had some tasty bivalves. When I got there, some crazed girl jumped on my back and I couldn’t shake her off. That’d be Katy:

We’ve been good friends since about age 10.

Night: Home cookin’ Afterward, Shannon and Christine took me in for dinner. My contribution was some really good burrata. (Christine’s a fantastic cook, and Shannon and I have much to discuss, always.)

Random Assertion: I’m pretty sure that if you translate birdsong into human language you’ll learn new swear words. If you watch them sing, you can totally tell that’s what’s up. (Puns about fowl language will not be tolerated.)
Lessons learned: Sunblock only works if you wear it. Short blog entries are much quicker to write than long ones.

Steganographic data: 1922/2.0