I just had dinner at SOMA restaurant & bar in San Francisco. When coffee was offered after I finished my meal, I got a macchiato. I like the tradition of coffee after dinner in Italy, and it’s more common in San Francisco than anywhere else I’ve lived. I sometimes have coffee even later.
That thing in the upper left corner isn’t a spitball. It’s the little piece of paper that came on top of the straw.
I had the Gangnam Style Wings at BBQ Chicken KTown in Koreatown NYC (in the shadow of Empire State Building). They were amazing and new. Black pepper and garlic.