There was a purported storm! Supposed to hit the San Francisco Bay Area with a powerhouse punch! It was all over the news yesterday and this morning, but when self drove to the City, the weather was practically balmy.
Self had occasion to thank her lucky stars that she lives in California! A sentiment with which Niece G was in wholehearted agreement, having just come from spending Thanksgiving in New York, which according to her was a frigid 38 degrees.
Tonight, niece and self spent the evening in the cheery confines of the San Francisco Consulate at 447 Sutter. This is a nondescript building, with some very fab posters of Philippine beaches adorning the various antiseptic hallways.
Who knew such fun was to be had in that consular place? It was a reading for Lysley Tenorio, whose book of short stories, Monstress, has just been published (and, dare self say, blurbed by some very A-list writers). It was a surprising evening in many ways, not least because Lysley was rocking a blue paisley shirt! He read so well, he earned the undying adulation of Niece G, self, and all the consular officials!
Rashaan Alexis Meneses (soon to be in Hawthornden) was there, too, rocking a sort of hip Filipino look, with an embroidered top she said she bought from H & M, and a ‘do that was vaguely 20s Flapper! And intricate patterned black tights! And boots! Self wondered why she can’t dream up outfits similar to Rashaan’s. Must be because she is hopeless at shopping. She definitely has inherited none of Dearest Mum’s genes in this regard. Maybe Rashaan can accompany her some day, as a sort of fashion consultant?
And the story Lysley read was about a faith healer named Papa Felix. Papa Felix’s performance hinged on procuring chicken livers from Chinatown! And the story was just so ha-ha-ha funny! But poignant, too! How’d Lysley pull that off ???
Afterwards, Niece and self lined up to have our copies of Monstress signed, like a couple of bloomin’ acolytes, and we started to run off at the mouth a little, and you know what? Lysley is very nice! He even pronounced self’s name correctly! That is, he said: MAH-REE-YA-NEH! Pronouncing, or should self say enunciating, with all the syllables so phonetically clear and crisp!
Not to mention, self got a copy of Barbara’s latest book! She can’t wait to read it! Barb was looking very hip in all black! You can only get away with all black if you are a true celebrity! Like Barbara!
The final cap to the excellent evening was that self got a pound of whole beans from Philz Coffee on 24th and Folsom. They don’t list the coffee blends on a board, one is expected to have 20/20 eyesight and be able to read the labels on the bins behind the sales counter. Self asked the salesperson to recommend a dark roast, and he recommended “Ether.” It is so nice to know that, nestled in self’s freezer at the moment (She always freezes her whole beans), is a lb. of this fabulous Ether. She has to wait until she finishes her current Ethiopian coffee supply, she is a firm believer in the pleasure of delayed gratification.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.