Goodbye, Boozy Tuesday
Today the Japanese Brewer's Association was in town. True Sake sponsored a tasting event, which was first open to reporters from 2-4PM, so that's when I went. I had some very good and some very mediocre sakes there. The event seemed geared towards restaurant buyers and trying to get them to carry some sakes.
I was on my way out when I ran into W. Blake Gray, staff writer for the Chronicle. He also writes for the wine section, but I'd never met him in person. He seemed like a mature, put-together grown-up, which isn't that rare for wine people but is for newspaper writers.
On my way out, I decided to procrastinate going home and finishing my story (on sake) by going into Marlena's. I wrote about the bar this winter having 700 Santas as decoration. Owner Garry McLain walked in carrying bags and bags of stuffed rabbits from Thrift Town, which are to be the next holiday decorations for the bar. I had two beers and by this time the sake had really hit me. Long story short: messy Camper.
On my way home it was 5:30PM and I was hungry so I stopped into Little Star Pizza near my house. I ordered a beer that I did not need and ate a pizza that was delicious as always. Then I came home and slept for a couple of hours, not finishing my story, and surely making me stay up too late tonight when I need to get up early in the morning and finish my sake story and start my whisky wood story. It's gonna be rough.
I was on my way out when I ran into W. Blake Gray, staff writer for the Chronicle. He also writes for the wine section, but I'd never met him in person. He seemed like a mature, put-together grown-up, which isn't that rare for wine people but is for newspaper writers.
On my way out, I decided to procrastinate going home and finishing my story (on sake) by going into Marlena's. I wrote about the bar this winter having 700 Santas as decoration. Owner Garry McLain walked in carrying bags and bags of stuffed rabbits from Thrift Town, which are to be the next holiday decorations for the bar. I had two beers and by this time the sake had really hit me. Long story short: messy Camper.
On my way home it was 5:30PM and I was hungry so I stopped into Little Star Pizza near my house. I ordered a beer that I did not need and ate a pizza that was delicious as always. Then I came home and slept for a couple of hours, not finishing my story, and surely making me stay up too late tonight when I need to get up early in the morning and finish my sake story and start my whisky wood story. It's gonna be rough.
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