I just got back home, having walked up and over the hill from the Castro Street Muni station, and sat down in my boxers to read a bit of the New Yorker to unwind, and let some (slightly) cool breeze through the windows before heading to bed.
The covers are always fun to inspect – just like the cartoons, they challenge you to figure out what is going on. And sometimes, just like with the cartoons, you just don’t get it and are left wondering how many real New Yorkers do get it.
This issue the cover is a loosely drawn and vividly colored plate on a table, situated on a black-and-white checkered tile floor that could be a patio. I liked it so much the first thing I looked for was the cover credit. The information I needed turned out to be in a letter from the magazine editors introducing the first New Yorker iPad edition, talking about the role technology has and has not played at the magazine over the years. The connection with the cover – it was drawn by David Hockney, using an iPad.
So that is my shot at a bit of interesting trivia – but the point of the post and the relation to Las Vegas is the article entitled “What happens in Vegas” by Paul Goldberger about the development of City Center and its use of contemporary architecture. And by that is meant real architecture, not what we now identify as “Vegas Hotel” architecture.
See the picture below at the top of the post? It’s a gorgeous photo. The buildings are super hot. Frank Gehry springs to mind of course, a play on Disney Center but with pastels (I imagine done with lighting) and the tower in the back has its own energy and contrasts. I loved it, and as i was studying it saw the “LV” logo on pink-illuminated building that is front-and-center of the photo. I’m thinking – yep, Vegas now has a logo, just like any brand. And then I thought, gee are they going to get in trouble with Louis Vuitton, cause it kind of looks like a rip-off of their logo. And it still took a few more moments to notice the “Prada” on the building next to it and then the actual “Louis Vuitton” signage nearer street level (that can only be seen in the print edition – or maybe the iPad edition!).
Now, don’t take it badly Monsieur Vuitton, but I have to tell you your logo is now going to be indelibly linked in my mind with Las Vegas rather than you. And its your own damn fault.
Early afternoon on a warm day.
The Embarcadero mall downtown actually works during our rate hot spells. Wandering around the shaded galleries and corridors is pleasant. And the normally pretty but empty outdoor rest and dine areas are busy with the FiDi lunch crowd.
Downtown fog helps cool Queeristan. Photo courtesy of the cool & hot blog MUSeYUM!
Seldom do I relish the sight of a cold fog wafting over the city. I have nick-names. The nicest is the “fickle finger of fog” and they go down from there.
It’s been hot here – and consider that few here have air conditioning. I tried sleeping on the roof but my back only lasted a couple hours.
Last night it cooled off – and a friend caught some shots of a “fickle finger of fog” wafting over San Francisco City Hall, with a gilded dome and a beacon at the top. The light came through magically.
The current “heat wave” is lifting temperatures into the lower 80s here this weekend, and my Sungold rooftop cherry tomato is loving it. I’m preparing a blender batch of gazpacho to celebrate the crop.
We just had brunch with friends at Starbelly, where they were serving a delicious heirloom tomato gazpacho which gave me the idea. If you’re there this weekend, try the gazpacho!
Pork personified - Taylor Boetticher smiles from the new Fatted Calf in Hayes Valley
Just in time for the high holiday Queeristan, when new meat traditionally trots into town from around the world, Taylor Boetticher of the Fatted Calf brings another of his haut-couture butcher-shops to San Francisco, this time in Hayes Valley. Conveniently located between the Castro and SOMA, Folsom visitors can line up for high-priced pork of a different type this holiday.
All the savory deets available on, naturally, Eater SF.
Happy bartenders at Lime. Lime is now serving Ike's sandwiches
SFist bakes us the news
that the owner of the uber-popular Ike’s Place
sandwich store has reached a deal with Lime Restaurant to operate within it, during non-dinner hours.
We’ve seen this model with Mission Street Foods, operating at Lung Shan on Mission Street when Lunch Shan isn’t normally open. Makes good use of the capital equipment, and allows chefs and new restaurant entrepreneurs to start businesses with less capital. And certainly a boost is helpful in this economic climate and when credit is so difficult to obtain (thanks Mr. President for our recovery summer!).
Ike’s, recently evicted from its old space at 16th and Sanchez due to the noisy crowds milling about waiting for orders, is now the official Brett Favre of Castro restaurant closings – my count is this makes three “closings” followed by either rescissions or, in this case, a slight relocation.
The deal is that orders must be phoned in (Lime wants to raise no neighbor hackles, perhaps?).