ok i go to the one in berkeley. let me tell you with out pulling any punches. this dump is great. so refined in its presentation and so good to eat and healthy for your heart. the salads are terrif and the pot stickers are the best in the west. the noodles are super and the soups are to slurp over in heaven. i love this dump! and feel good inside my guts for many hours after . a sure sign of good slop.
Non-violence in the Mission. I spent the day Saturday at the Women's Building in San Francisco's Mission District taking a course on Non-Violent Communication, related to my PhD coursework. The Women's Building is that brightly colored one in the photo at the head of this post. It seemed rather out of sync to see posters recruiting women who had experienced violence in relationships for a study in the building where this course was taking place, and then again, not. Marshall Rosenberg has done a brilliant job of using a few simple concepts to bring a possibility for peace into the world. However, I felt the concepts taken to the...
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Japanese Vegetarian cuisine. A new location in the Mission district, it was pretty bright and clean. I ordered soba sushi rolls. I think it there was some other flavoring to this dish it would be taste even better maybe the soba soup as a dipping. I know it could break apart but it would at least have some flavor. I really enjoyed their soba curry soup a light clear curry broth. Delicious!
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I had never been to Cha-Ya, the much-vaunted vegan Japanese restaurant in North Berkeley. But this week, in a valiant effort to put as much pickled burdock in my mouth as possible, I tried not only the Berkeley Cha-Ya, but the new San Francisco outpost, too. The things I do for you.
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A couple weeks ago I reported a new vegetarian Japanese place was opening on Valencia Street, ~CHA-YA~. Well, it's open. And it's so brightly lit you literally can't miss it. I think there must some lab rooms at Genentech studying the effects of overhead fluorescent light on houseplants that are dimmer than this joint. Anyway. After a week of eating like a beast (try three big nights in a row at Oliveto, Terzo, and then Campton Place, I know, poor me, waaah!) I needed something simple. No cream. No meat. No butter. And God, please, no sweetbreads.
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