Peeps in my bento box

I know Easter has come and gone, but I just ran into this slighty gross (yet adorable) picture of "Peep Sushi" over at This is why you're fat.

PB Easter basket begs me to eat it

Look what Robin got me for Easter! A peanut butter egg basket surprise!

KFC wins fight against health

This is a the Double Down sandwich by those connoisseurs of gastronomical goodness over at KFC. It's a grilled cheese and bacon sandwich which opts to not use those boring old things called "bread". "LAME!" KFC exclaimed at the thought of making yet another standard "bread" sandwich. The solution? 2 pieces of fried chicken. Consider yourself fat, America. I'm right there with ya.

Oh, and by the way, Easter is great

The main reason being the yearly arrival of Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs. As we all know, the equation goes as such: peanut butter egg > peanut butter cup. Why? PB eggs have more peanut butter. More creamy goodness! That can only mean this giant peanut butter egg is amazing. Although I am on a "diet" - I have made it a point to have at least 1 peanut butter egg this year.

via The Chocolate Peanut Butter Gallery

Sadly, I haven't ate this yet

Nicole promised she will mail me The World's Largest Peanut Butter Cup. I will use a knife and a fork and eat it all. "Diet" will be ruined - fatness will ensue.

I have just found my new favorite blog

When your posts consist of delicious photos like these PB&J Chocolate Bars, then you know you're onto something great. The Chocolate Peanut Butter Gallery just shot through to the top of my must read list for simply being as crazy about peanut butter as I am.

Anna does something acceptable. Society confused

I don't know how she's managed it, but Anna actually went and did something good. Dare I say, even wonderful. A lovely drawing of peanut butter treats. Thanks Hurlz!

Things like this will make me fat

Eating a bunch of peanut butter pie will certainly make my poop container expand. Perhaps that's an acceptable consequence of getting to eat said pies.

Truffles too cute to eat

Well, I'd eat them... But feel kinda bad afterwards. Via Kotaku (again).

I could really go for one of these right now

No joke. Reese's Big Cups are way better than regular cups. Look at all that peanut butter in there! It's like BURSTING at the seams.

At some point Reese's attempted to market an inside out cup (peanut butter on the outside, chocolate on the inside). In theory, SOUNDS GREAT... In execution, terrible. It had more chocolate than peanut butter. Dare I say, it's offering of peanut butter was FLIMSY at best. Awful.

Sidenote - Google image search led me to the discovery of this shoe:

Weird.

My favorite SF food & drink of 2009

Prior to moving to San Francisco, I wouldn't consider myself a foodie (techinically, I still don't - much too learn/eat). Living in Orange County, your food selection is limited to In-N-Out, Taco Bell drive-thrus, and if you're feeling adventurous, Cheesecake Factory.

Oh, how things have changed. Thanks to San Francisco's restaurant culture, I now have a deep love affair with food. I'm obsessed with Top Chef, drink wine on a daily basis (Robin's fault), and have even started cooking myself (my mom is proud). Sorry, there ain't no goin' back now!

I am not a food critic, so a lot of these descriptions will probably just be a bunch of "Mmmmms" and "yums".

1. Nopalito (pictured above)
I would consider this Mexican food rethought. I couldn't tell you if their dishes are authentic or not, but damn, are they delicious. I have never experienced such a delicate take on Mexican cuisine. Everything is spiced to perfection. This is where I've had the best piece of chicken I've had in the city (maybe even ever).

2. Brenda's
Simply put, San Francisco is obsessed with being French. Everyone drinks coffee and brunch is an institution. Knowing this, nothing beats brunch at Brenda's. Authentic southern food that'll likely make you full for the entire day. Everything is spicy and big. Try the beignets. Holy fuck just do it! All of them (special love to the crawfish beignets though).

3. Ti Couz
I have a feeling this place has a bad rep from the locals. Yeah, the service is pretty shit sometimes. Sure, one day you get bread and the next day you don't. Good luck getting a water refill. But man, their crepes are CRAZY good. Like, this is the place that made me want to move to San Francisco. I always go for savory crepes. They're a little different than traditional crepes. They're all crunchy and burnt on the edges. Choice toppings: sausage, onions, and mushrooms (with the mushroom sauce - OH. MY. GOD. THE MUSHROOM SAUCE!).

4. Fleur de Lys
Me and Robin had our 1 year anniversary date here. This shit is an EXPERIENCE. Best service you'll have in your life. They took our coats at the door! WHO DOES THAT? When you make your reservation, they ask you if it's for a special occasion. SAY "YES". To celebrate our anniversary, the chef sent out a bunch of amazing amuse bouches in between each course. Mind blowing stuff... for free. As for the actual food we ordered... fuck. Crazy good. At $200 bucks a person (3 courses with a wine pairing), I wouldn't have expected anything less, but I was still shocked at just how delicious everything was. Life changed.

5. Bourbon & Branch
A speakeasy complete with password, staff in costume, and doors behind bookshelves. Atmosphere aside, B&B has the best cocktails you'll ever have the pleasure getting drunk to. If you don't book a reservation, you'll be relegated to the kinda clusterfucky "library", with a much smaller (but still delicious) menu. Take your out of town friends here and make them feel jealous that you live in the city (unless they're from New York, then they'll just laugh at how cheap all our shit is).

For 2010, we shall expand our horizons, leave the city, and go to French Laundry in Berkley. Heard that was some legend shit right there.