Category Archives: Dining

Where to eat in San Francisco

Breakfast

Lots of style.

I have long thought that the truly great waitresses in greasy spoons are answering a vocational call. My local place – Neal’s Coffee Shop close by Millbrae, a town far nicer than the yuppie infested Burlingame Avenue nearer which I live – boasts the best waitresses in town and they have been there forever. Rosie (what else?) has great style, is exceptionally professional and always ready with a kind word and a smile. Her voice is from somewhere beteween the bottom of a gravel pit and the bassoon section of the orchestra, and you probably would be wise not to mess with her.


Rosie

One of the reasons Neal’s has so many regulars is the sheer professionalism of the staff. It may not be fancy but it has character, great food and class. Class? I can’t define it but I know it when I see it.

iPhone 6 snap – with results like this who needs a fancy, complex camera? Surely the stealthiest camera ever. Rosie had no idea I took this, thinking I was reading the screen. She is now in possession of a gorgeous 13″ x 19″ print of the above which is already a crop from the full frame. All those folks saying how MFT is good for 13″ x 19″ only, and you really need FF (this from people who never print) etc., etc., are victims of the most appalling technique, even if half their net worth is in their gear.

Barbara’s Fish Trap

In Half Moon Bay.

True to form Half Moon Bay was socked in when my son and I dropped by for lunch today at Barbara’s Fish Trap today. Barbara’s has been around for ever and we celebrated with, what else, fish and chips.

The setting is perfect, the place has a ramshackle, broken down feel unchanged all these years, and the fish is excellent. Bring cash as they do not take credit cards.

The Computer History Museum – Part II

The modern era.

Part I is here.

Many of the rooms in the Museum address the modern era, which I think of as being anchored by the introduction of the two landmark home computers, the Apple ][ and the IBM Personal Computer. The Apple was more than I could afford so I bought the IBM PC in 1983 and it was modern in the sense that it used disk drives, albeit low capacity floppies, had a modem and could accept expansion cards.

But before that, in 1981 I splashed out $1,795 for the best computer I ever owned, the Osborne 1. Purportedly portable, it weighed 23 lbs.


My first computer. The Lee Felsenstein designed Osborne 1 of 1981.

The small CRT screen was supplemented with a $100 plug-in 10″ green on black one, the stock display being pretty much unreadable. Two things made this machine special. First, it was cheap by the standards of the day – the software alone came to the price of the machine if bought separately. Second, it came with a ton of said software. In addition to the lean and mean CP/M operating system, it included the Supercalc spreadsheet application (a clone of Visicalc, the first spreadsheet), Word Perfect for word processing, Basic and most importantly, Ashton Tate’s dBase II.

The Ozzy had 64KB (yes, 64KB) of memory, CP/M taking maybe 28KB of that, and as the applications were tightly written with much assembler code, things just zipped along. It never locked up – something Windows would fix for the ensuing decade of misery. If your spreadsheet or magnum opus was too large disk swapping would kick in, using the second of the two 360KB, one sided floppies. The other floppy drive was used to load the OS and app of choice, one at a time. This was before the days of graphics, so despite these limitations speed was not an issue. After a few months I added a 300 baud dial-up modem for the early days of the Internet. You can see one below the left hand floppy drive, above. It was slower than molasses.

Suffice it to say that after a few months use I was expert in word processing and spreadsheets, decent in Basic and a wiz in dBaseII. Disk swapping meant you could store pretty large databases on the floppies and the application was very competent indeed. It’s fair to say that I learned 75% of what I needed about computer use on the Ozzy, as things only got simpler down the road. The remaining 25% was Photoshop and related, a few years later. The practical knowledge gleaned from using the Ozzy was worth orders of magnitude what I paid for the machine.


The two floppy IBM PC – my second computer.

While the Ozzy was still pretty much a hobbyist machine, the IBM PC was polished and finished when first sold. Where the Ozzy had the feel of a garage build, the IBM PC was made to very high mechanical standards – over-engineered really and a bargain at $1,565. That’s $6-7,000 in today’s money. There was a costlier XT version with a 10MB hard drive, but that was more than I could afford. I added an orange on black 12″ display and a 9×9 pin Okidata dot matrix printer which jammed faster than a Catholic priest chasing an altar boy.

Working at Salomon Brothers on Wall Street at the time, a like machine arrived and sat gathering dust for several months before I pulled my finger out and wrote some handy Basic routines addressing security positions and valuations. The Ozzy had taught me well. Within a year there was one on every desk, all running Lotus 1-2-3.

It’s amazing to recall how slow the clock speed of the Intel 8088 CPU in the IBM PC was. Just 4.77 MHz, single core. I’m writing this on an upgraded 2009 Mac Pro whose twin CPUs run 24 virtual cores at 3.33GHz – some 700 times faster per core. But the modern machine, though it processes any sort of graphics and audio you can throw at it with aplomb, really is not much faster in real use. Back then, tight code was a requirement given the limited memory available. Now it’s an irrelevancy.

Moving on we came on the Game Room where Winston got absorbed in the many early consoles and game machines on display, not least the very capable Atari. There’s an early Pong machine on display and all it does is present two bats, one to each player, and a bouncing ball, which goes ‘pong’ when you hit it – not as easy as it seems. Many bars installed this at the time and many quarters were wasted by patrons playing this inane game.


Winston in the game room.

Finally, Google has a couple of fine displays, one for Google Earth on five large LEDs:


Finding home using Google Earth.

Another lets you sit in one of the Google StreetView cars, atop which is mounted a nine lens camera – eight around and one to the sky:


Google sees all, whether you like it or not.

The remaining displays, replete with PDAs (PalmPilot, anyone?), cellphones and modern PCs, leave me cold. How excited can you get about cell phones, the original iPhone apart?

What is missing?

A room devoted to the sheer hilarity of the many predictions made about technology would do well to discourage speculating about anything further than a week out. Here are some of my special favorites – obviously Doofus must take pride of place here:

  • “There’s no chance that the iPhone is going to get any significant market share”. Steve Ballmer, Microsoft CEO (April 2007)
  • “There is no reason anyone would want a computer in their home”. Ken Olson, president Digital Equipment Corp (1977)
  • “Remote shopping, while entirely feasible, will flop.” Time Magazine (1966)
  • “The ˜telephone” has too many shortcomings to be seriously considered as a means of communication.” Western Union internal memo, 1876.
  • “I think there is a world market for maybe five computers.” Thomas Watson, chairman of IBM, 1943.
  • “The world potential market for copying machines is 5,000 at most.” IBM executives to the eventual founders of Xerox, 1959.

Compared to those the daily pap you see in the MSM about the stock market is supremely credible and accurate.


Winnie 4 years ago with the iPad1 – not making any predictions..

Dining:

After visiting the Googleplex down the road we drove back across the freeway on Shoreline Boulevard into the town center on Castro Street in Mountain View, a city which was virtually unknown until Google came along just 15 years ago, somewhat defying the Luddites’ conviction that technology destroys jobs. Now Castro Street is lined with chic restaurants and stores, including three (!) bookstores. You know, hard covers, paper, numbered pages and so on.

We had lunch at CrepeVine, which offers a bewildering array of crepes. It’s directly opposite Books, Inc.:


A bewildering array of crepes.

I went for the Tuscany with chicken on a savory crepe, whereas Winnie opted for a truly disgusting looking toasted cheese kids’ sandwich with fries. Pure glop. $20 for the lot and we sat on the sidewalk under heat lamps. My son was the youngest person there, amidst an algorithm of Googlers, and I the oldest. The distinction we brought to the assembly is that neither of us has a boss, nor ever will.


Hustle and bustle at lunch.

Sated, we chatted about our Museum visit and Winnie gave it a “Totally awesome” rating, a modern adaptation and corruption of the language of Shakespeare which translates to ‘Bloody Good’ in the mother tongue.


Totally Awesome! Winnie at the Crepevine.

The Computer History Museum is unreservedly recommended, even for Luddites.

All snapped on the Panny GX7 with the 17mm Zuiko and typed on my Universal Turing Machine.

Stacks

A lovely environment.

If you want to get into any of the three Stacks restaurants – in SF’s Hayes Valley, in Palo Alto or my local, in Burlingame – get there as soon after 7:30am opening as possible. Much later and there is certain to be a long line outside and there’s a good reason for that.


Stacks this morning. iPhone5 snap.

The service is world-class and the environment is reminiscent of nothing so much as a Tissot, although dress standards are not what they were in Victorian times:


James Tissot’s ‘Ball on Shipboard’ – 1874. Tate Gallery.

And while you can probably get similar food at the local greasy spoon for less, you will not get the atmosphere to be enjoyed here, at Stacks you will not be forced to converse with horny handed sons of toil at the bar. My son did serious damage to a couple of pancakes and I destroyed the all meat omelette. The pot of coffee provided, and left on our table, would have fueled a whole Arctic expedition. With tip our meal came to $30.

Charm

In Carmel.

Casanova Restaurant personifies the charm of Carmel-by-the-Sea.

Hand painted plates decorate the walls and the whole interior has an intensely Mediterranean look and feel.

The lighting is just so.

The wine selection is definitely Carmel-priced, as are the entrées:

Recommended, if your pocket book can handle it.

Snaps on the Panasonic G3 with the 14-45mm kit lens, and the iPhone 5.

Here’s the history of this lovely place: