New Places Are Better Than Old Places: Hog & Rocks

TK over at 40 Going on 28 delivered a downright tasty review of Hog & Rocks over the weekend. Here’s some of it:

All the main courses are like $10 or $12, dig? No wonder the place was packed. I wasn’t that hungry because I had already like 16 beers so I got some jamon serrano. You know what that is? It’s a pile of ham. That suited me just fine. Stephen and Jessica are vegetarians so they were pretty much fucked because it’s called “Hog & Rocks,” not “Potato & Rocks.” They got some side dishes that were really good, though. There was a brown bean kind of thing that tasted OK.

Read the rest. And for god’s sake, be real careful doing a Flickr search for “hog and rocks.”

P.S. No way is that dude still 40. I’ve been reading that blog for like three years.

Treasure Island Music Festival Lineup Announcement: Best Pair of Headliners Ever?

The top half of the poster contains everything you need to know:

Though I’m sure we’re all pumped for !!!, Surfer Blood and She & Him too. And the Ferris Wheel of course.

Official site is here.

Paul McCartney Played at the Ballpark, Fans Screamed and Wet Themselves

Lots of folks probably had the time of their lives. India did, and here she enumerates why:

-Was amazed by how much he sounds the same/how attractive I find a 68 year old man
-Probably ruined my vocal chords screaming
-Not like he could hear me, but he did wave a lot
-This is the closest I have ever been to a Beatle
-This is also the closest I have ever been to God
-When he sang “Two of Us” I screamed and wet myself because I want to walk down the aisle to that (I mean, apparently. I yelled that when they started playing it so it must be true).

Read on.

Photo by auweia.

Birthday Party in a Mission Bar One Decade Ago

Can you imagine partying in an era prior to the Black Eyed Peas and Scissor Sisters and Lady Gaga? It must’ve been so hard.

Great henley on that one guy though. And how do you think they got to the bar? Track bikes weren’t invented yet, and U-locks were the size of hula hoops.

These guys know nothing of George W. Bush or 9/11 or Twilight or LeBron. Imagine that. What a world.

Photos by Orla G, from her set SkyLark Birthday 2000.

A Chef's Life

Mission Local this weekend has a fun Q&A with Radio Africa & Kitchen chef Eskender Aseged in which we learn why one would end up in the Mission after leaving Ethiopia, why Cafe La Boheme is the hottest spot in the neighborhood, where to get the best fish in SF, why illegal restaurants are the jam, and why you don’t want produce from Mexican markets. Read it!

(Thanks, Meli!)

Previously:

Edamame Hummus and Tartine Bread at Radio Africa: What a Way to Start a Meal

Inside the Levi's Workshop

Rather than just stirring up controversy about the new Levi’s project on Valencia like we did, our pals at SFist went inside:

So, the new Levi’s pop-up thing (they’re reluctant to call it a ‘store,’ and it’s kind of not) in the former Slanted Door location on Valencia Street between 16th and 17th, is an interesting phenomenon. While on the one hand, cynics may want to see it as a simple branding exercise, it appears to be more than that, and presents an example of a retailer trying to do something creative and altruistic for an urban community, while still selling a few pairs of jeans.

I encourage you to read the rest. This is clearly not “formula retail,” so perhaps that explains why Levi’s was not rebuffed the way American Apparel was early last year.

Growing Up

I saw this post just now and I started thinking gosh maybe Jane (above) is a window into what Daisy (below) was like as a teenager. Maybe. I always wanted to know what Daisy was like as a teenager, so I hope so.

CHINITO!

Yeah, we’re a little late to the game, but damn… I think this is the best $8 I have spent on food in recent memory. The newly established Mission Chinese Food’s invention, the Peking Duck Chinito (also comes in Vegan!) is really, really great.

It’s duck confit, crispy skin, cucumber, cilantro, and spicy hoisin sauce. All of this is stuffed in a “chinese donut”, wrapped in rice noodle, then chopped sushi-style. What’s a chinese donut, you ask? I wasn’t sure either but once I saw it, I recognized it as the puffed, oily, bread stick that I would dip in rice porridge or warm soy milk as a kiddo, a food item that was previously known to me as (roughly) “Yao-Jok -Gwai“.

The blending of crispy duck, sweet hoisin sauce, donut, and soft rice noodle was something completely new, but still distinctly familiar. The Chinito might really catch on, and I would not be at all surprised if we see some copycats popping up within a year, much like the Korrito. Get in on the ground floor, folks.

The atmosphere at Lung Shan was interesting to say the least. The older, weathered Lung Shan staff seemed to be casually lounging in the dining area while these youngsters shuffled around their kitchen. Looks like I wasn’t the only one curious about this odd dynamic, as Chow asked about it in this recent article:

I just couldn’t get over the strange-bedfellow relationship of the old-school Chinese restaurant and nouveau Chinese restaurant. I asked Myint, who features a Lung Shan dumpling dish as a kind of homage on his own menu, whether Lung Shan chefs would be “trained” to make items off the Mission Chinese menu, too.

“They don’t really need our training,” he said, pausing to let the ridiculousness of the question sink in. “They’ve actually taught us some things.”

Bonus: The kind server threw in the Szechuan pickles free of charge, thus confirming your suspicion that us orientals hook each other up.

Previously:

Mission Chinese Food Is Open!

Get With It, SF Pussies

I thought a little Friday afternoon hate might do us all some good. (Like by giving us a chuckle or making us think.) Some advice from a reader regarding a stolen-bike story from earlier in the week:

Guess your little U-lock you’all (yes, ya’ll, hip-loser) carry so cleverly on your belt isn’t getting it done.  Ever been to NYC? Ever see their locks?  Yes, they same type of shit they used to chain-up King Kong.  Get with it, SF pussies.

Thanks for the tip!

Photo by ajfis2.

Beloved Street Artist Makes Good

Jesse Hazelip, the man behind a hundred rad pieces of street art we’ve all drooled over, is going to be exhibiting a bunch of stuff at SFMOMA starting tomorrow. And for free! And there’s a party! From the official press release:

The work for this installation involves large scale mixed media pieces on wooden panels, each commenting on contemporary sociopolitical issues in a cause and effect statement. Hazelip’s installation will be up from July 10 – November 13, 2010 and can be seen from the street 24 hours a day and seven days a week. The SFMOMA Garage Windows are located at street level 147 Minna and 150 Natoma St. (between Third and New Montgomery Sts.). The artist will host an opening reception at The Earth Bar at Temple Nightclub, located at 540 Howard Street on Saturday, July 10, 2010 from 2-7PM.

Kudos, Jesse!