The End of Hat Hair

Today, I worked on scheduling the chefs and vendors who've responded to our call for 2008 demonstrations. And I've got a couple of new projects, internal organization as well as product research, that should keep me well occupied through the next several weeks.

You gotta love the Ferry Building for its culinary diversity, if nothing else. Today, I had a great sandwich from Mastrelli's Delicatessen, a perfect (though small) recreation of many of the delis I've come to love -- crowded, brusque but efficient service, wonderful, tantalizing smells. I counted as the counterman sliced 17 thin slices of Genoa salami, then piled them on a rosemary roll with provolone and pepperoncini. I mean, I haven't found any bargains there yet, but I'm far from experiencing all the Marketplace has to offer. For example: a dozen oysters at the Hog Island counter...

I got a haircut today, and for the first time in over a year, Tom wasn't strategizing about how to keep it looking good under that silly hat. We wished each other "Happy Holidays" as I left, and he said, "You've had a very exciting year. You should be proud of yourself." Isn't he sweet?