Thursday, September 07, 2006
Restaurant #13: A-1 Restaurant
779 Clay St. (between Grant and Kearny)
Capt. Bluey of the Army Reserve joined me for lunch. We marched through Chinatown in search of that perfect place, and we found A-1.
We admired the dense typography of the sign and praised the wisdom of choosing a name that says "phone book" first and "delicious food" second.
Then we sat down to a sumptuous meal, which included a small dish of blood...
...and a delicious talon.
I especially liked that talon, as did Capt. Bluey. Talons are found on birds of prey, who strike from above with silent fury. Birds are cold, calculating animals with keen eyesight. While this talon surely came from a chicken, we spent the rest of our meal discussing the humble chicken's aggressive cousins in the sky.
Capt. Bluey of the Army Reserve joined me for lunch. We marched through Chinatown in search of that perfect place, and we found A-1.
We admired the dense typography of the sign and praised the wisdom of choosing a name that says "phone book" first and "delicious food" second.
Then we sat down to a sumptuous meal, which included a small dish of blood...
...and a delicious talon.
I especially liked that talon, as did Capt. Bluey. Talons are found on birds of prey, who strike from above with silent fury. Birds are cold, calculating animals with keen eyesight. While this talon surely came from a chicken, we spent the rest of our meal discussing the humble chicken's aggressive cousins in the sky.
