It was 1982, I had a job as a disc jockey, playing Frank Sinatra and Tommy Dorsey records at 560 KSFO on the weekends and during the week I was “working the floor” as a floater at Bullock’s Department Store in Stonestown selling, baby clothes, men’s ties, women’s dresses and if I was really lucky, I’d get to work in the Housewares’ Department. I was low girl on the totem pole at both jobs, but I was grateful to be earning a living—modest at it was—in San Francisco.
I was the one who was called in to work, Holidays and Inventory. It wasn’t called Black Friday in 1982, but people showed up in the dark the morning after Thanksgiving to shop. I was there…working at Bullock’s after too little sleep, too much turkey and one too many beers. It was frightful. This is why I avoid the malls the Friday after Thanksgiving. I do, however venture out a day later on Small Business Saturday to spend a little of my hard earned cash on gifts for family and friends and yes, for myself too. This year I found what I like to call my “Bliss Bell” from Monarch on Throckmorton in Mill Valley.
While it was shocking to witness the demise of the beloved “Brian” on “Family Guy”, what surprised us even more was a cartoon could make us cry. Our dog Veto is wearing a black leg band in honor of his favorite animated dog hero. Perhaps your canine companion will do the same.
My parents taught me to be a good dinner guest and always graciously accept whatever the host was serving, “Just smile and take the plate and pretend to like the braised tongue". You can decline the host’s offer of a second helping and you can certainly say “no” if the meal will send you into an anaphylactic shock. My mother’s insistence on proper dinner party etiquette explains why I’ll eat just about anything; mom and dad gave me the gift of good manners and as a result, a daring palate.
Lately, some “chefs” are pushing the boundaries of the food experience beyond reason and good taste, and I mean taste in the literal "that tastes like dirt" sense. No, I will not be trying “Salted Caramel Turkey Ice Cream” this Thanksgiving. Let’s see what my food partner in crime, Joel Riddell has to say about poultry flavored dairy products