Truffle take-out
[The phone rings. I check who it is, then answer. When Rachael calls, we waste no time on small talk.]
“Yeah?”
“Have you been to the truffle place on Divisadero yet?”
“No. But I’ve been dying t- …”
[Interrupting.] “I’m there. What kind do you want?”
“What do they have?”
“Mint, coconut, hazelnut, raspberry, blackberry, strawberry, almond, caramel, espresso, dark chocolate, Kahlua, red wine, cognac, hazelnut liqueur, raspberry liqueur, amaretto, Earl Grey …”
“Umm. Cognac. And hazelnut. And caramel.”
“I have to tell you what else this place has. They have Hostess Snack Cakes. What the hell are they doing selling Hostess Snack Cakes?”
“Wait, aren’t you at the store right now?”
“Yes.”
“Can’t they hear you making fun of them?”
”Yes.”
I guess they didn’t mind. Ten minutes later, this was deposited on my kitchen counter:
"This is nice and all, but where's the Hostess?"
Five Star Truffles and Coffee
411 Divisadero St
San Francisco, CA 94117
(415) 552-5128
“Yeah?”
“Have you been to the truffle place on Divisadero yet?”
“No. But I’ve been dying t- …”
[Interrupting.] “I’m there. What kind do you want?”
“What do they have?”
“Mint, coconut, hazelnut, raspberry, blackberry, strawberry, almond, caramel, espresso, dark chocolate, Kahlua, red wine, cognac, hazelnut liqueur, raspberry liqueur, amaretto, Earl Grey …”
“Umm. Cognac. And hazelnut. And caramel.”
“I have to tell you what else this place has. They have Hostess Snack Cakes. What the hell are they doing selling Hostess Snack Cakes?”
“Wait, aren’t you at the store right now?”
“Yes.”
“Can’t they hear you making fun of them?”
”Yes.”
I guess they didn’t mind. Ten minutes later, this was deposited on my kitchen counter:
"This is nice and all, but where's the Hostess?"
Five Star Truffles and Coffee
411 Divisadero St
San Francisco, CA 94117
(415) 552-5128
posted by cindym at 9:12 PM
5 Comments:
Everyone should have friends that drop off truffles on their kitchen counters. Sigh.
Everyone should have friends that let you sleep at their house, drive their cars, eat their food, then, when you leave without even saying goodbye, post positive things about you on their blogs.
Goodbye, Cindy.
(Also, for the record, the Earl Grey truffle was all that.)
Very true, Mrs. D.
Rach - on paper, that makes me seem like such a doormat. How sad for me. Are you moving to Watsonville now or what?
Cindy is no doormat. Cindy is more like a Pogo Ball.
(I just thought I came out like too much of a hero in that story, given all that you did for me, so I wanted to set the story straight.)
that's strange - they look like and sound like the same as XOX truffles which are a danger to waistlines everywhere.
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