Aside from the view, it's a confusing labyrinth of Gilligan's Island meets Gulliver's Travels. Hideous nautical decor. If Sheraton San Diego Hotel & Marina were on Fashion Police, Joan Rivers would melt from the horrors! I would recommend this for business travel only. Many many many more charming and aesthetically pleasing hotels in San Diego.
Another incomplete review from 2010. Nothing like closing the loop.
I used to make bulletpoints during my meal to remember the "experiential" experience. My experience at Le Pain Quotidien yielded the following:
*Calories on menu
Really, do you need anything else? If you have organic, delicious pastries and a calorie count . . . can you really go wrong?
Brevity. The soul of wit. This might be my shortest review. Oh, and there are communal tables.
I don't know whether it's gender bias or the fact that I look befuddled upon entering a hardware store, but customer service is top-notch at this Home Depot. I've verbally explained the crazy conceptual ideas I have to the poor, hapless employees that rush to my side partially out of embarrassment and partially out of preventative insurance coverage. (I've found myself carrying pvc pipes like javelins in this place and nearly knocking out other patrons. Most recently an electrician talked me out of buying the exact combination of items that would cause a nuclear meltdown).
The store is very organized and each trip seems to stoke the DIY competitive and creative flame embedded deep in my quasi-materialistic soul. I'm about 3,000 trips from building anything sturdy or functional, but so far I'm doing pretty good with the combination of explaining my idea, wild hand gesticulations, my trusty customer service representatives, and Visa.
I started this review in 2010 . . . cleaning out my Yelp reviews and the good news is: I still remember this meal! Not bad for 4 years and 4000x brain damage, eh?
Upon recommendation from our waitress the evening before (always trust industry), we stumbled into Kien Giang. We understood that it's not top shelf Vietnamese food (Myan T) being as both of us have frequented numerous Vietnamese spots in Houston and San Francisco, but we weren't dissatisfied with Music City's offerings. Granted, that's still not the same as having a good morning in Vietnam, but I digress.
We were looking for a cheap, filling, and nutritious meal after boozy blundering. This fit the bill. We both had large bowls of Pho. It was really delicious.
I also remember that it was raining that fine day . . . but we were so warm, yes, so so warm inside.
"We're out of tortilla soup." - I have now heard this twice at Albert's after stopping in for lunch.
How is that possible? Who is the patron that is cleaning them out at breakfast? This place opens at 6:00 AM (great hours) but if you're out of tortilla soup by 11:00 AM on two separate occasions, methinks you either have erroneous information on your menu or an abnormal population distribution of regulars that eat soup for breakfast. That's OK, sometimes I've had salad for breakfast, so whatever frosts your cupcake.
Even if you're not hosting the daily meeting of SoupLoversforBreakfast Anonymous - forgive me if I'm wrong, but isn't the whole point of SOUP KITCHENS that they serve nutritious meals at a low cost/high volume ratio? So let me ask you this, Albie:If the government has figured this out, why can't you?
Please either serve tortilla soup (consistently) or take it off your menu.
I'd have the same gripe for ceviche, but considering we're dealing with raw fish, I'm paradoxically pleased that you also haven't had that on your menu on two separate occasions. The tortilla soup though? C'mon. You want to borrow my crockpot?
Finally . . a gratifying hotel experience. This hotel was quaint and charming and reversed my previous opinion of Sacramento - which wasn't impossible given the fact that I considered it the armpit of California. Between then and now, I've also visited Bakersfield which helped put Sacramento in perspective.
The Inn Off Capitol Park is a very cozy and cute boutique hotel with a European ambiance complete with courtyard and fountains. Continental breakfast had croissants, yogurt, premium muffins, bread, and fresh cereal including Nature's Valley granola. Yum. I may have raided it a few nights in a row for a midnight snack.The room was clean with comfortable bed, nice celestial themed lighting and fixtures, and the remote controlled Fujitsu air/heat was a nice touch. Perfect walking distance to the finest of Downtown SacTown and personable staff. The only downside was dimmer than average rooms, but the courtyard is brightly illuminated and designed to be a lounging/work space.
Juice bar and vegan restaurant next door for an added bonus. They have open mic comedy night on Wednesdays with headlining acts!
Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest BabyDoll of them all? It's meeee, at least for the next 6 weeks. Laura squeezed me in for a BabyDoll Lash Lift after I begged for an appointment to fit in my frenetic travel schedule. She understood the sense of urgency conveyed over text and took me in on her day off.
I really adore my lashes. I've gone through a few rounds of eyelash extensions, but in quoting the quintessential Sweet Brown - "Ain't nobody got time for dat". As my schedule veers on pandemonium and my age veers on senile, I'm looking for simple and low maintenance services in my eternal quest for the fountain of youth. I'm also adventurous and will always try the latest cosmetic services. The BabyDoll Lash Lift is the next generation eyelash perm. It was the perfect option to give my stick straight yet long lashes a semi-permanent boost that my Shiseido eyelash curler captures for an hour max (even after blasting it with the blowdryer). DIY Glam Squadders - you know what I'm talking about.
If you've had eyelash perms, this is different. The eyelash perm is a curl and the lashlift is more of a 90 degree bend. You'll need to have some length to your lashes or it could look odd - but give it a try!
Okay, Mark Dearinger. It's taken me a little over four months to write this review, and it's taken me a little over four months to like my chop job. Four months into the cut, I love it. Four months ago, different story.
Back story: My hair is thick and there's a lot of it. I know this, because every hair dresser I've been to spanning various continents, countries, states, and cities marvels at how much hair I have. Marvelous for them, not so much for me. I believe it's a direct correlation causing my hatred of mornings and washing/drying my hair. On top of which, it's multicolored. People pay for ombre, I woke up perma-ombre somewhere around age 13 after a lemon juice masquerading as Sun-In experiment that amplified my already multicolored hair. After doing pricey Japanese Thermal Reconstruction procedures approximately 2-3 times a year for the better part of a decade for manageability and maneuverability (and silky silky shine!) they finally caught up with me. Now my gorgeous and expensively treated hair looked like an overpriced sea anemone on top of my head and the already multicolored natural highlights had turned from natural subtle ombre to offensive stripes. Spongy and overprocessed. Disaster.
I went to Mark Dearinger and asked him to please remove the damage and showed him a chin length angled bob. Did I say Mark Dearinger? That's who I thought I was communicating with as well, until he metamorphosized into Zorro before my very eyes. He swashbuckled my hair before I could think twice. He was either a swordfighter or a surgeon in a past life. He explained that his specialty was unique cuts and started his artistry.
I appreciated the outcome, but it was not my desired outcome. Ladies, when do we EVER cut off 12'' with complete peace? Yes, 12''. Luckily, now that we're only 8'' from where we started off and the outcome is a healthy, vibrant, bouncy and choppy shoulder skimming bob - I can say: THANK YOU. Patience is not anywhere in the neighborhood of being one of my virtues, but time is on my side.
This is a delayed review from mid-December 2013.
I came here with 3 colleagues and a companion. My companion needed to wrap up his own work so he was late in meeting up with us. Colleagues and I ordered appetizers, drinks, and entrees while waiting for him. We had ceviche, deviled egg dip and chips, and corn dog poppers.
I don't know if you heard the one woman demolition derby was in town, but I obliterated the deviled egg dip. I don't even like bacon or gorgonzola. The savoriness and tanginess of all mixed together hit the spot and all spots, for that matter.
A large party having a holiday exchange arrived after us and were seated in an area behind us. Let's say this was a 15 person party. As I was seated facing the kitchen I watched tray after tray after tray being delivered to them although they arrived after us. Chalking it up to our incomplete party or perhaps a prix fixe menu, I was hardly concerned.
Finally, our entrees arrived probably a good hour or so after initial orders. My special man friend arrived about 5 minutes after our entrees did. He placed his order and received his meal in under 15 minutes.
We were having a grand old time but imagine our surprise when the waiter informed us our ENTIRE party of 5 had our ENTIRE bill COMPED due to the delay. For the record, we did not complain or show any consternation.
Great proactivity in anticipating customer needs and flawless service! Amy's Baking Company, you taking notes?
If I lived in Phoenix I would make this a weekly spot. Oh. Good music too. Notorious BIG and MGMT. I love it when you call me Big Poppa . . . and give me that electric feel.
This review is for the deli only. The octopus and calamari salads are both phenomenal. They are smoky and marinated with an appropriate amount of olive oil that complements the taste without drenching it and leaving me with lip balm for later. The deli is a little wannabe NYC with . . . sigh, the West Coast laid back timing. If they operated on a New York minute I'd happily award 5 stars but the pace is a bit leisurely for my taste. Though if I were a tourist, I doubt I'd notice or care.
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Januar 2009Dinge, die ich mag
kombucha, psychology & psychos, coffee, Diet Pepsi, sarcasm, wit, ceviche, mascara, Armenians, black lace, opinions, traveling, jerks (apparently), German Engineering, Gothic Architecture, The Beatles, books, talking, juicing (veggies), way more than 20 thingsHier bin ich häufig anzutreffen
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