Tuesday’s pop-up

started at 11 a.m., at SFMOMA, where, in the outdoor cafe, I accosted a woman from Vienna, to whom I read my take on Vermeer (last April, I flew from Amsterdam to Vienna for a day’s visit to the Kunsthistorisches Museum, and The Art of Painting);

thence to The  Sentinel, 37 New Montgomery, where I denounced foodieism.

Then, since my noble publisher, Brooks Roddan, and I were famished, we went to Tadich’s for  a one-martini lunch and a bit of sauteed fish.

Enough for one day.

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