A Picnic to Remember

County fairs aren't really my thing. The rows upon rows of apple pies and jam jars and foppishly coifed horses awaiting inspection seem a bit silly to me. And the petty dramas (will Mrs. Finnywick win the home preserves competition this year, or will the upstart Mrs. Winndefrock take the ribbon?) aren't my thing either. I grew up in the suburbs and now I live in the city and my mother never made jam, so I've always envisioned county fairs as a very rural, very Norman Rockwell thing. (That said, I did see a pretty good Guess Who concert at the San Mateo County Fair a few years ago...)

So you can imagine my surprise when I saw fliers for the "San Francisco Giants County Fair" posted along the Embarcadero right here in cosmopolitan San Francisco! Not only would there be ferris wheels and funnel cakes, but there would be an "Urban Eats" tent sponsored by CUESA with competitions for the best harvest basket, best homemade jam, best city-raised chicken eggs. That was more my style, and a great way to give urban food producers a taste of good old fashioned community.

Read on to see how things didn't work out quite the way I expected...

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Just like Peanut Butter and Jelly, or bacon and brussel sprouts...

As many of our readers, since most of our readers are our friends and family, know Eric and Tiffany finally made it official and got married on May 22nd, 2010. If you hadn't already been drug into the wedding extravaganza you may have been missing our charismatic chefs. We've been forced into to taking a bit of a break and eating lots of delivery pizza and In-N-Out while planning, but we can't wait to get back in the kitchen or outside in the garden. We hope you'll forgive us and we look forward to a summer of delicious delights and garden variety adventures!

All our love, 

Eric and Tiffany

A new blog may be sprouting soon...

Here at the Guerilla Gourmet, good food is our priority, but urban food gardening has always been simmering away on the back burner, making it's own contributions. Indeed, a revolutionary cook understands that while the steps that your food takes from the kitchen to your mouth are the most delightful, they must also understand the journey it takes from the soil to the kitchen. Lately, however, the garden has been taking on a life of it's own and threatening to shift my focus away from that core content, and I'm strongly considering opening up a new outlet (either another blog or a full-fledged website) to act as a sole outlet for my horticultural musings. Stay tuned for developments...

A belated shout out!

I've been fiddling for a while now with a new, micro-commercial vision for my little garden, one that I think fits better in the urban landscape. And I'm proud to announce that I made a few steps toward inking in that vision last week by selling my very first crops! My thanks to Chef Alison Mountford of SquareMealsSF (don't forget to fan her on Facebook) and to Chef Stephanie, Culinary Mistress, for taking a chance on my early crop of French Breakfast radishes. Thanks to both of them for supporting my little corner of the urban agricultural revolution!

We're going! To a fry party! It's the best party! That's ever been!

Deep-fried food is delicious, if not nutritious, and I cram it into our home menu as often as possible. But it's a pain to deep fry at home what with the slick of oil that always seems to collect on the counter, or the risk of burns, or the fact that in our deep-fryer/electric wok. It's better to go out to a restaurant if you want a fry up, but the absolute ideal situation is a fry party!



Check out the slide show. Or read on after the jump for the rest of the story!

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