SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Takashi, Haight and Central
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Tell us about your look: “This hat is from Japan.”
SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Takashi, Haight and Central
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Tell us about your look: “This hat is from Japan.”
By Caitlin Donohue
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Deck your halls with the SF Golden Girls’ very special Xmas performance
“The older you get, the better you get. Unless you’re a banana.”
“You know what they say, you can lead a herring to water but you’ll have to walk really fast or he’ll die.”
“You’ll have to excuse my mother. She had a stroke a few years ago which rendered her totally annoying.”
Blanche: “My goodness, what would the neighbors think if they saw two men laying in my bed?”
Sophia: “They’d think its Tuesday!”
(Thanks, IMDb for the sassy granny quotes!) You know who people friggin’ love? The Golden Girls. I sort of just got turned on to the show, but the four ladies’ caustic back and forths make me feel like I’m enveloped in a big flowered dress wrinkly bosomed tough love hug. It’s a warm feeling.
And its just what I need to get over my antipathic, do-I-like-them-or-I-uncomfortable feelings regarding the holidays. Especially when some of San Francisco’s fine drag queens, SF’s Golden Girls themselves, will be coming together in a show of love to bring us two back to back, line for line very special Christmas episodes of TV’s Golden Girls. I hear in one of them the girls volunteer at a soup kitchen! Outrageous!
The San Francisco Golden Girls’ “The Christmas Episodes”
starts Thur/5 7 p.m. & 9 p.m. (also every Thurs, Fri & Sat through Sat/26), $20-$25
Mama Calizo’s Voice Factory
1519 Mission, SF
www.trannyshack.com
www.cookievision.com
By Caitlin Donohue
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Artist Lea Redmond gets all kinds of adorable with her “World’s Smallest Postal Service”
Lea Redmond does not suffer for a lack of ideas. The lady has a degree in making common place objects make us feel new sensations- literally. Her thesis from her days at my favorite crunchy Northwestern school, Whitman College, was inspired by the story of a man who saw his Indonesian hostess placing small leaf-boats of rice around her huts “for the spirits.” The rice always disappeared, so one day the man sat to watch what was becoming of it. He found out a trail of ants taking away the grains, and initially was disappointed- until the “strange juxtaposition” struck him. Maybe the ants were the spirits, after all! Redmond’s art is all about causing us to reconsider the schemas we carry of everyday objects. Her brainchildren range from creative courtship advising to redoing clothing tags so that they say socially equitable messages. Currently, she’s finding major buzz with her World’s Smallest Postal Service, which has her schlepping a tiny desk all over the country to transcribe stranger’s messages onto the most twee notecards you’ve ever done seen. Lea’s based in the Bay Area, so check her site for the next day she’s going postal near you. (Caitlin Donohue)
San Francisco Bay Guardian:Where to start… so, where are you from?
Lea Redmond: The literal answer is that I grew up on the Southern California coast right between the conservatism of Orange County and the wildness of the Pacific Ocean. My family did things, like we’d all play hooky once a year when I was in elementary school and we’d go to the Los Angeles Contemporary Art Museum. I remember standing in front of oil paintings completely mesmerized and boggled about how tiny dabs of paint could magically turn into pictures. I still don’t understand. One Christmas I got crayons in my stocking in the shape of miniature Coca Cola bottles. My grandmother taught me to knit when I was 8. She also loved to collect small things. I suppose these are my roots.
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Garlicky goodness. All photos by Kimberly Chun.
By Kimberly Chun
Biggest food find in Honolulu this Thanksgiving: “Filipino Loco” popcorn.
My bro clued me into the phenom at the very popular shaved ice stand Shimazu Store. The shop is located on a somewhat scruffy, paved-over, truck-heavy stretch of School Street near downtown Honolulu.
But lo, Shimazu manages to survive and thrive by carrying some of the most unusual flavors on the isle: creme brulee, chocolate peanut butter cup, green tea, lilikoi, root beer float, red velvet cake (!), and zillions more. You can get them with all the add-ons: ice cream, azuki beans, and mochi balls buried within; the mountain of multi-colored shaved ice drizzled with evaporated milk without.
But the weirdest, most wonderful item at Shimazu Store has to be their selection of fresh popcorn: furakake popcorn (embellished with Japanese crackers), red dirt popcorn (don’t ask), and the fabulous “Filipino Loco” variety. The corn itself is flavored with an inspired blend of vinegar, garlic, and salt and then topped with a layer of pork rinds. Sour, salty, greasy good fun. OK, I confess, I did say, “I feel like killing myself” after a few handfuls. But what a way to go.
SHIMAZU STORE
Tues.-Sun., 10 a.m.-6:30 p.m.
330 N. School St., Honolulu
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Photo by Sarah Phelan
Last night, they turned on the lights on the buildings along the Embarcadero. This is the view from Alameda Naval Station. The wind was whipping off the Bay. San Francisco looked icy cool.
By Megan Gordon
I already have my favorite neighborhood spots for coffee and the occasional sandwich. Done. Once I find something good, I rarely stray — kind of like driving routes or apartments. Since I’ve been working in Potrero Hill a few days a week, my spots are Farley’s for a darn strong latte and Hazel’s for great breakfast burritos and huge turkey sandwiches.
But driving in this morning, I spotted something new on the horizon: Pinkie’s Bakery.
Pinkie’s isn’t new to San Francisco. Owner Cheryl Burr’s been baking in her wholesale space for years now, supplying delicious bread to local restaurants, and decadent baked goods to farmer’s markets. But what is new is Pinkie’s as a retail space. Burr opened the doors yesterday, November 19, along with close friend Chris Beerman from Bento 415.
SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Natalie, Powell and Ellis
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Tell us about your look: “I like baggy clothes. It’s all about comfort.”
By Rachel Sadon
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Street-food vendor Murat Celebi-Ariner, owner of the Amuse Bouche cart and a beloved local figure in the Mission, was deported last week back to his native France, but you still have one last chance this Saturday to sample his wares and support his family.
The mini-muffin whiz was picked up by Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) agents on Oct. 28 for overstaying the 90 day Visa Waiver Program. Though recently married to an American citizen, Murat failed to file for Adjustment of Status. After his detention, the couple filed for deferred action and belatedly applied for a green card, while locals united in support. However, their requests were denied and Celebi-Ariner flew back to France on Nov. 12.
His wife, Pelin, will be joining him and recently sent out an e-mail announcing a moving-out sale. She writes:
Dear Friends, Home is where the heart is. Thus, this home must change hands, along with everything in it. This Saturday from 10am to 2pm, stop in to browse our moving out sale and have some complimentary muffins and chai. We will even have Amuse Bouche memorabilia for sale 😉
3269 22nd St. #1
between Mission and Valenciasee you then,
Pelin
The popular proprietor was an early participant in the growing food cart scene and could be found around the neighborhood selling a variety of tarts, quiches, and pita pockets. For one dollar Murat would provide you with “the ultimate recession buster breakfast” – chai and a mini-muffin – alongside a sign with the sage advice to “make your mouth happy.”
Au revoir Murat… good luck charming the French with your tasty treats.
SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Pat, Vallejo and Stockton
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Tell us about your look: “I bought this coat at Bloomingdale’s two years ago on sale.”
By Caitlin Donohue
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Villagers of war-ravaged Laos bathing on the river Nam Ou. All photos by Ariel Soto
“I was in one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been to, surrounded by incredibly friendly, honest and beautiful people and I found myself wanting to cry almost everyday,” wrote Guardian blog photographer Ariel Soto of her time spent in the small landlocked country of Laos (see her beautiful photo essay of the trip here.
Now, I’m also not saying you’re a bad person. Far from it, in fact. But in all honesty, what have you done for Laos lately? That was the question that a few young Laotian-Americans asked themselves and the result was the Jai Lao (“Lao Heart”) Foundation. The group provides supplies and financial support to both their homeland and Laotians living here in the US. Soto is helping to organize a Jai Lao Thanksgiving party that I promise you will be the most fun you’ve ever had while supporting your Laotian brothers and sisters.
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A spread like this at 111 Minna and it’s for a good cause? Total win-win.
Want to make one of the psychedelic concotions we mention in this week’s dine column? You’ll need Sandy Moriarty’s recipe for 10x cannabutter below.
What you’ll need:
1 lb. Grade AA butter
4 oz. green leaf cannabis trimmings
water
1 large stockpot
Instructions:
Place all the ingredients into the pot and fill with water. Place on the stove and bring to a boil; the boiling temperature should be 212-degrees.
Boil the mixture for 3 to 4 hours. At this point, the trichomes will melt off the leaf material and cling to the lipids in the butter. Cook this mixture until the liquid is evaporated. The cooked down cannabis leaves should resemble spinach, while the butter is a beautiful amber color with a nutty-taste. There should be no excess liquid.
Now, separate the mixture by pouring it through a strainer over another pot. The “spinach” mixture should collect in the strainer while the amber liquid drains into the pot. Press the green leaves until all the moisture has been drained. Next, put the leaf mixture into cheesecloth and wring it out over the pot of liquid.
Refrigerate the amber liquid overnight. The butter will rise to the top and become firm again. Scoop the butter from the top, and voila! – your cannabutter is ready to use in any of your favorite recipes as a butter or oil substitute. Keep the remaining amber liquid to cook with, as it will contain residual THC. Use it in sauces or to boil noodles – the sky’s the limit.
SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Renee, Stockton and Green
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Tell us about your look: “My style is very individual. It’s Paris/Boho.”
Editors note: Bay Guardian Executive Editor Tim Redmond has a bad 30-year addiction to mystery/crime/thriller books. He’s decided that he might as well put this terrible habit to productive use by writing about these sometimes awful, sometimes entertaining and — on rare occasion — significant works of mass-market literature. Read his last installment here.
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Nine Dragons
Michael Connelly
Little, Brow;, 374 pages, $27.99)
By Tim Redmond
Harry Bosch, Michael Connelly‘s fictional detective, is the best continuing-series character in the genre (well, there’s Spenser, but he’s a special case). Bosch lives in L.A., where he’s a cop. He’s a little bit tortured — what can you say about a guy named Bosch whose dad thought it would be funny to name him Hieronymous? — but not so bent that it takes over the storyline.
And there’s always a good storyline. Connelly, a former newspaper reporter, knows how to work the real world into top-fight fiction, and his books give you a great feel both for the seedy side of Los Angeles and the world of a police detective. He doesn’t glorify cops — they come with plenty of warts, and some of them are sleazebags and some are thugs and some are crooks. And he doesn’t make violence seem anything but ugly, pathetic and painful.
Nine Dragons takes on a scene that Connelly doesn’t know that well — Chinese gangs and the Hong Kong underworld — but instead of pretending to be an expert, he works his learning curve into his hero’s head. Bosch, after all these years, has never quite recovered from his time as a tunnel rat in Vietnam, and is painfully nervous that his attitude toward Asians remains colored by that experience. From the first chapter, he’s having trouble with his partner, Detective Chu, someone he desperately needs but can’t entirely trust.
By Cheryl Eddy
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Twilight perfume: smells like money.
OF COURSE YOU DO!
There are plenty of logical forces at work here (Nordstrom, where many teenage girls happen to shop, is unleashing an entire New Moon-inspired clothing line.) But this vampire business is too hugely profitable to obey the laws of logic. Without further ado, I present the top three most inane tie-ins for The Twilight Saga: New Moon. (Know more? Do tell in the comments!!)
1) Burger King’s New Moon campaign offers up such delights as the “Fan Pack,” which, with the purchase of a “six-pack BK Burger Shots Value Meal” offers “collectible cards featuring stunning imagery from the film.” They’ll also be putting out a limited-edition New Moon version of their (famous?) cardboard crown. So what if vampires don’t…eat?
2) The Volvo commercial. So cringeworthy. Please enjoy at your own risk.
3) Twilight Barbies. (With realistic vacant-face Bella and sparkly-skin Edward!)
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The Twilight Saga: New Moon opens Fri/20, like, everywhere.
By Caitlin Donohue
I make it a point to spend quality time with my bike- you know, the daily commute/traffic battles, satisfying slogs up to Alamo Square Park, maybe an ill-advised wobble back from happy hour every now and then. But no matter how much qt they get with their parents, kids still need social time with their peer group.
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Andrew Taylor, host of the SF BIke Expo’s dirt jump competition, gets high on the prettest darn bike I’ve ever seen
So because I love her, I’m making a play date for my bike with the San Francisco Bike Expo. The day-long event will be jam packed with kids that ride their bikes even more than I do- there’s a BMX stunt competition and a mountain bike dirt jump contest that seeks to replicate the pants-wetting good times of Evil Knievel’s Cow Palace appearance nearly 40 years ago. Plus, there will be a track stand show down, which is awesome if you’ve never seen a guy on a fixed gear stop for a traffic light (possible).
By Louis Peitzman
When it comes to the actors in the Twilight franchise, Kellan Lutz puts it best: “We didn’t quite know what we were getting ourselves into.”
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Not pictured: Kellan Lutz or Ashley Greene.
To be fair, Lutz — who plays beefcake vampire Emmett Cullen — was referring to the change in directors between films. After Catherine Hardwicke’s succinctly titled Twilight (2008), Chris Weitz took over for — brace yourself — The Twilight Saga: New Moon.
“We didn’t know, switching directors, if they were going to embrace us,” co-star Ashley Greene elaborates.
But Lutz’ comment could be applied to Twilight as a whole. This is a series that has consistently defied expectations, from the absurdly popular books to the fandom of the film series. When I participated in a recent roundtable interview with Lutz and Greene, both noted that they’re not exactly the stars of New Moon. Still, they’re part of the Twilight machine and thus, just as likely to get mauled by fans wearing plastic fangs.
SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Megan, Stockton and Green
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Tell us about your look: “It’s all Louis Vuitton and I’m loving leggings right now!”
By Spencer Young
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Detail from collage by Bjorn Copeland at Jack Hanley Gallery. All photos by Spencer Young.
Black Dice member and visual artist Bjorn Copeland is currently showing a collage of found objects at Jack Hanley Gallery. “Hope It Works” is akin to the nauseating aesthetic of electronic collagists Paper Rad and Dan Deacon. The origins of this aesthetic are typically culled from the prepubescent technologies and pop culture of the 1980s and 1990s: cassette tapes, VCRs, CDs, TV, Nintendo, workout machines, leotards, too much hairspray, you name it. It’s nauseating because the color palette of this era was of a disastrous, fluorescent variety; the kind that disseminated through flashing TV sets across America, inducing both seizures and vomit the color of neon rainbows — a scenario that each of these artists’ music videos tries to hyperactively reenact.
Black Dice, “Kokomo”
Paper Rad, “the peace tape” (music by Extreme Animals)
Dan Deacon, “Ultimate Reality” (video by Jimmy Joe Roche)
While there are interesting differences between each video (Roche’s video at least is more paced, abstract, and artsy), all of them are equivalent to a 14-year-old spending his entire Saturday afternoon stuck in a frenzied, yet lazy, feedback loop of sugary cereals, TV, video games, and masturbation. And while this is hilarious and nostalgic for some (myself included), there are only so many times you can watch these videos before your brain goes numb — just as there are only so many bowls of Cinnamon Toast Crunch you can eat before you black out and so much repetitive A and B/ Up and Down button tapping your thumb can take before it blisters and so many hasty, non-lubricated jo sessions you can carry through before your penis falls off.
SFBG photog Ariel Soto scoops SF street fashion. See the previous Look of the Day here.
Today’s Look: Maris and Trip the dog, Washington Square Park
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Tell us about your look: “I just moved here and I’m living out of my car right now. This was the outfit I found in my car this morning.”
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The Guardian‘s Adam Michon snapped these shots of the Best dress of the Bay 09, fashioned entirely out of this year’s Best of the Bay covers at Urbanity in Berkeley — winner of “Best Place to Sell the Clothes Off Your Back.” Truly, we are flattered! Better yet, it would look great on us! Anybody got a pair of bubblegum-pink pumps?
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Urbanity
1887 Solano, Berk.
(510) 524-7467
www.shopurbanity.com
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Photos and text by Ariel Soto
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“Luxury Items” at ODC, starring Monique Jenkinson (aka female drag goddess Fauxnique, is a sparkling and often very funny and touching performance piece that explores the idea that beautiful objects have to show their worth. I spoke with Monique about her performance and she described it as the artist’s process of creating beauty through an imposed vow of poverty. The artist’s dilemma is to make things of priceless value, while struggling against the brutality of the profession, creating a socially conscious and frustrated aesthete. The character in the show is based more on Monique than Fauxnique, but drag is present and alive nonetheless. Monique told me that her performance is like an essay, using maps, video and movement to create each and every decadent story. Her complex and riveting vision is part of what snagged her a Guardian GOLDIE award this year. Monique says that “Luxury Items” will be repeated in February, so be on the look out!
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