4 posts tagged “california”
I still really love quite a number of different things about the Bay Area. In my last post, I briefly talked about the "sense of place" and despite the things that I dislike about California (and the Bay Area), I still feel like I fit in here much better than I do Canada. Someone, a Vancouverite, told me that Vancouver is to Canada as San Francisco is for the United States. But to be perfectly honest, they're not comparable. Vancouver might have some things akin to the City By The Bay, but there are things about this place which are truly found nowhere else.
Anyway, one of the other things I love about the Bay Area are all the farmer's markets! The produce here is seriously some of the best! I have yet to find the same quality of vegetables that you can get here in California, in Canada. BC is supposed to be one of the more bountiful places in Canada, but it doesn't compare at all with the quality and breadth of options you can get down here. Fruits are sweet and juicy! Vegetables are a deep green and have taste! It is just amazing what you can get here, and it makes me sad that you just can't get this kind of food anywhere else. I think if people could get vegetables of this quality elsewhere in the world, more people would eat vegetables.
And then, of course, there is the Mexican food! Oh. My. God. When you get tacos in Canada, the first thing they ask you is not what kind of meat would you like, but whether you want hard or soft taco shells. WHAT. THE. FUCK. And no, I did not go to Taco Bell. After having to ask for soft taco shells, and having to specify a corn tortilla, they don't even bother to heat up the tortillas, a travesty! Thank god for places like Charlie's! I went there almost immediately and got the usual 2 taco combination platter... Carnitas, of course... Having rice and beans, after almost a year without, almost brought tears to my eyes. I actually stopped myself, before I ate my first forkful, just admiring the food in front of me, and appreciating it for what it was.
And of course, it was delicious.
A while back, I had a post about the demolition of historic Bay Meadows race track. Back then, they were knocking holes in the walls, and tearing the building apart. The horses were gone. The fountain, turned off. I never actually went to Bay Meadows, and never really had any interest in betting on the horses. But it's been in the Bay Area ever since I first moved out here. It's always been there. It's a landmark, or well... It was...
I had ridden past there a few months back, while on my bike, but didn't have a camera with me. So I went back there yesterday specifically just to snap some pics.
As you can see, aside from the historic Bay Meadows Rubble Pile near the left side of the frame, it's just a big open, empty lot now. There's a dirty pond where there used to be a sort of fountain in the middle of the racetrack. And the racetrack itself is just a busted concrete strip. I guess they're going to put in some mixed-use residential/retail spaces in here, at least that's what I thought was the plan. But maybe it'd be nice to keep it as an open space. I know they won't, but I think it would be nice. Maybe turn it into a big park or something.
But something about it makes me sad. I mean, I never went there, so I don't really have any fond memories of experiences I had at the track. But I always just passed by it on my bike or on CalTrain. But like I said, it's been a fixture of the Peninsula for so many years. It's hard to see it gone. I keep expecting to see a huge concrete building here, and there's literally nothing here but a dirty pond, and some dry brown grass and shrubs... Well, there's the rubble pile too... But that rubble pile is all that's left of the huge building which sat here for many many years, chronicling the triumph and tragedy of the winners and losers of countless races.
Well, there's still a lot of adventure ahead of me over the next few weeks. I'm on a much needed respite from my current digs in Canada. I've only been here a few days and I'm already dreading the trip back. It's sunny and warm here, and I know it will be dismal, cold and rainy when I get back. But, at least for now, it's time to live it up and have some fun.
So the work has begun to demolish the facilities at Bay Meadows race track to make way for whatever crap they planned on putting there... I think the idea was to put apartments and stuff there, some mixed-use residential/commercial space.
I don't know why this seems significant. I never really thought much of the people who went to the track to bet on the ponies. To be honest, it seemed like a pretty lousy place to go. It never seemed to me like the place to go on a beautiful sunny afternoon. They had some strange promotions too, like free t-shirt or tote bag giveaways or something. The types of people that went there never seemed like they would want to advertise that they went to the track, so why give away Bay Meadows schwag? But I guess having passed by there on a daily basis as I biked to and from the Hillsdale Caltrain station, I never really understood how significant this landmark was to me. And to see it now with holes knocked into it does make me feel a bit remorseful for it. I guess it'll be just a matter of time before the whole story of the Bay Meadows race track just becomes part of history. Which makes it even stranger to think that Hollywood is now our historian, cataloging important events in human history... Tobey Maguire will forever be the person who rode Seabiscuit to all those victories.
That, and vanquishing Doctor Octopus...
On a lighter note, I had some Mexican food already. And today, I got a cheeseburger and garlic fries from Jeffrey's, which I then took home and consumed on the balcony. If you've never been there for a burger, you really ought to treat yourself and go...
(er... not literally..)
In all, it's nice to be back in California, even if it is only for a little while...
I googled around to find a place and got a listing for Bella Pizza. First of all, there don't seem to be a whole lot of pizza places around (maybe I'm not looking in the right places) particularly if you exclude the major chains, so the fact that this place seems somewhat highly recommended, I thought, hey, start with the best... They're also located pretty close to where I live which would make it a great discovery if they could produce a great pizza. I pulled up the menu on their site and ordered "The Masterpiece" and a Greek salad and I was 15-20 minutes away from my first taste of pizza done the Canadian way...
Something else to note, the page I pulled up with their menu had some special note about "10% off for pick ups over $10.00" or something. It just so happens that the deal "expired" and the discount didn't get taken off their site... Hmmm... Seems suspicious to me... Like uh... Bait and switch anyone? But whatever... I wanted to find out about how good the pizza was at this place... I do this for science!
I got the pizza home and well... what can I say about it? First, here's a photo of what it looks like:
That thing in the top left is a baked little pizza dough ball used in place of those plastic "mini-tables" you see in American pizza. It keeps the top of the lid from smooshing down onto the pizza. So I guess what I should say first is that it wasn't awful. I've had worse pizza before and this certainly wasn't that bad. But on the other hand, if this was one of the best places, Vancouver's got a lot to learn about pizza... To make good pizza you need good dough. It really should bake like a piece of good bread, sort of crispy and chewy at the same time. This was mostly just chewy and doughy, not to say that it wasn't cooked through, but it seemed a little too doughy to make a good crusty pizza. The sauce on this pizza was a little strange. I'm not sure how to characterize it, but its almost like they just took some pre-packaged pizza seasoning and mixed it into a jar of tomato sauce. The toppings were ok, and I was satisfied with how much cheese they put on it, but seriously guys... California did it better... Especially when this guy was trying to jerk me around with this 10% off deal that didn't seem to apply...
All is not lost. Nat's New York pizza seems like a solid place to go. It's just nowhere nearby... Kitsilano and the West End are a lot further away than a quick run out to get some pizza. Hopefully I can also find some other places a bit closer to home.
So far, at least in the pizza arena, California = 1, Vancouver = 0...
There you have it!
One thing that really amazes me about life up here is just how slow people drive. I mean, its almost a little absurd. Like, I don’t know if there’s this collective joke that Canadians play on foreigners or something, but for whatever reason, they just don’t seem to want to step on the accelerator. Sure, gasoline costs more up here in the Great White North, but I find it hard to believe that everyone is that fuel conscious.
Having spent a large portion of my adult life in the Bay Area, its not uncommon to be intimidated by attempting to merge onto highway traffic. In California, you really are taking your life into your own hands when you decide to drive down one of the main interstates. Cars zip by at breakneck speeds, and if you don’t press hard on the accelerator to merge with oncoming 75 mph traffic, well… Just know that you gotta move fast.
So I have returned to the car commuter lifestyle after being able to escape it in California. All my grumblings about how crappy Caltrain can be are really nothing compared to being trapped in a car as your only means of transit. But what’s worse is that the highways around the area that I commute have a tendency to have speed limits of around 50-60 KPH (note the K) which is the American equivalent of “Too damn slow for a f***ing highway” (it’s about 30-40 MPH or something). It’s bizarre. This would be totally unheard of in the U.S.
I suppose on the other hand, it’s not like Americans have anywhere special to go at such high speeds. Most often they’re just heading to work. And why rush to some place you really don’t want to be most of the time. Canadians must be looking at the U.S. and wondering why they rush off to work, only to sit at their desks and gripe about their jobs all day long, a sweeping generalization of course. But I suppose that could be the crux of their argument for having such low speeds on sections of their highways…
I guess all I have left to say is this: