I don’t much like driving into the city. It stresses me out. Parking, traffic, pedestrians, and crazies are just a few of the things I have to worry about. But when cocktails and sustainability get involved, well, that’s just a worthwhile cause. So I fired up the Suby and got going.
Hosting the event at Ferry Building #1, the market where they sell fresh and local produce, Cuesa invited some of the best barkeeps and food engineers around to demonstrate their prowess with local ingredients and hotplates. What came about was delicious goodness, whether it was in a slightly viscous or solid state.
Entering hungry, niblets surrounded me from all sides; the night was to be cornucopia of varying flavors. I immediately headed for the Tacolicious stand where fresh cod ceviche was being plated up. My oh my, I have gone to heaven! On to the fresh waffles with chicken livers with spicy persimmon relish and Yuzu. And finally to finish it off, I gulped down a few Spanish style tortilla de patatas. My gut satiated for the time, I was looking for the main event.
Time to hit up a few drinks. Looking around on this cold and blustery night, each beverage was seasonal. Whether it was a persimmon, apple, or pear, you weren’t going to find a strawberry in the house. Something that Cuesa preaches.
First on the list was a pure rum from Brasil. Cachaça (rum) mixed with local fruits and spices warmed up my insides and got the rhythm going. Walter, the SF Area Manger, informed me that the cane fields used to produce Cachaça are never burned. That would leave a smoky flavor on the sugar. Secondly, all of the cane is hand cut; another important step in keeping the cane in good shape before processing. I couldn’t argue with the process. The taste was balanced very nicely.
I then moved to a delicious tequila mixed with pomegranate juice and eggs whites gingerly hugging the surface. Next came the most interesting and amazing jello shot I have ever had the pleasure of placing on my palate. I know I know… your imagination immediately takes you back to that night in Cabo where you made several poor choices after woofing down crap vodka jigglers.
Trust me, this is not Julio’s mother’s jello shot. Scott, you are a mad genius and you’re right. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade…lemonade that makes you feel damn good!
I was feeling it a bit. They’re sneaky like that. After a few more bites of food, I moseyed off to test a few more drinks here and there. And as the clock wound down, just like that the event was finished and we packed it in. I gotta say, I just love hanging out with food and drink people.
All they want is to stoke you out and see that smile on your face. Thanks to all who were kind with their time and explanations.
See you down the road.