That capricious Muse of Creativity shows up at the darndest times. I was riding around the Alameda County Fair in a golf cart amidst carnival rides, racing pigs and clowns when I was overcome with a desire to start blogging.
The gastronomic pleasures of the Northern California venue were proffered to me at each stop: deep fried Fruity Pebbles, turkey legs and banana split funnel cakes with way-too-much whipped cream. But all I could think about was my previous night’s meal at Acquerello, a fine dining, Michelin-starred restaurant in San Francisco. The juxtaposition of foie gras and fried red velvet cake needed to be documented, now.