Saturday, April 16, 2011

On the Town, On a Bike

Bob on S. San Francisco in front of the Tinderbox Kitchen.
The Tinderbox Kitchen on S. San Francisco is the new favorite spot for a drink for Bob and me.  It's hipper than I can ever hope to be and more expensive than what we can probably afford but we love the atmosphere for after work unwinding.  Just a tad rustic, a bit minimalist.  Quiet yet there's always an interesting conversation going on just over your shoulder.  The menu in amazing and the service is friendly but unobtrusive.

At the bar of Tinderbox Kitchen.
Bob had planned to hit the natatorium after work but was exhausted after a long week of nonstop public service and lunching at the his desk in front of the computer.  I had expected to do a 3 mile run before he returned home at 7 p.m. but when the phone rang as I was letting the dogs out upon my return home, I knew he had other plans.  No energy for swimming laps.  He wanted me to meet him downtown.  I never turn down a bike date.  A missed swim.  A missed run.  Not a biggy since we'd be getting our exercise by bike during the course of the evening.


After a drink and discussion of an anticipated visit by my parents in early May, we decided to head over to Himalayan Grill for yellow dahl and nan.  Bob and I were both locked up right outside Tinderbox; he to a iron tree guard and me to a street sign.  San Francisco Street actually has many decorative bike racks up and down the street but I'm pleased so say that on this relatively warm spring night they were all full.  Street signs serve just as well as a rack though. 

Colors at dusk.
Here I am in front of a very tall sign.  For some reason, I think it's a really cool and unique landmark.  And doesn't my yellow trench stand out in the dimming light?

I was excited to pedal over to Himalayan Grill since doing so would mean we'd be challenged to bike on Butler and Militon Avenues at night.  I find these streets to be the most tricky because they are the busiest.  I disagree with the local notion that either are particularly congested because the traffic usually is moving at too swift a pace to reasonably consider them congested.  Many cyclists, including me, often avoid them but from time to time I like to go ahead and bike on them just to keep my comfort and skill level up. 

Bright red blinky light at Butler and Milton.
Here's Bob at the light on Butler before our turn on to the bike lane on Milton heading south.  Neither of us would ever dream of pedaling on Milton without working lights on the front and back of our bikes, although we see plenty of people who do.


No bike specific parking in front of Himalayan Grill but this pole always seems to be open for us.  We've never seen any other cyclists eating here so we could be their only customers who bike.  Parking for cars is actually very limited at this location so I say install a bike rack and they will come.  I keep wanting to mention the idea to the owners who recognize us as one of their usual customers but I hate to be pushy about an expensive bike rack in a tough economy. 

Sandwich by Karen.  Bread by Bob.  Ceramic cup by Georgia artist Ron Meyers.
A great meal it was.  As usual I have no tantalizing shots of our meal due to my high enthusiasm for diving into the meal upon its arrival.  I'll try to do better in the future.  As a consolation prize however, I offer this picture of a big sandwich I made for lunch this week with homemade honey whole wheat bread.  Have I mentioned that we've only purchased one loaf of store bought bread since October?

10 comments:

PaddyAnne said...

That's good looking bread! I had to re-read your post because I missed the "street" in San Francisco Street, and for a minute thought you had relocated to the hilly-city, and that I had missed the post about moving. Oops! that will teach me to read slower. I think your new trench coat is the perfect length and looks sharp!

She Rides a Bike said...

Thanks Anne! We did take a trip to San Francisco earlier this spring but no move, still in the little mountain town. I do like this trench. Flagstaff is really chilly at night even in the middle of summer so I'll get a lot of use of it.

Ben said...

Sounds like a lovely outing....the pole for locking seems pretty good in comparison to the complete absence of decent objects to lock to at our local B&N bookstore/coffeeshop.

She Rides a Bike said...

Thx for stopping by Ben. Poles do work just as well as a rack and since our newly installed racks are filling up I'm glad it's still legal to lock to them. Visited Commute 253, BTW. Very enjoyable.

MamaVee said...

you look fab! fun night

Simply Bike said...

I love that yellow trench! Double duty in visibility and style! And homemade bread is amazing, I'm impressed though how much of it you've made. I make it once in a while but we still rely on the grocery store to get us through our weekly bread consumption as well.

S.

LB said...

I just found your blog; it's great! I love the panniers you're using in your title photo. What kind are they?

Sam said...

I do love the yellow trench too! I should look for one for myself.

I too have noticed the "problem" of no bike parking because all poles, bike racks, etc were taken and basically stuffed with bikes. Such a lovely, lovely reality to be witnessing. I only hope it continues.

She Rides a Bike said...

LB, my pannier in the big photo is from Detours. It's wonderful and comes in a variety of styles. Thanks for stopping by.

The trench is from Eddie Bauer. I believe it is now on sale.

Dottie said...

Great yellow trench! So chic, yet visible.