Dust Jacket Dispatch

“But this is the world as it’s always been: Something grows, rises, and dies, and from the ashes something else is made. We are tiny custodians.” —Brunello Cucinelli

GQ ran an article in their April issue that made me happy to be alive again. Brunello Cucinelli, if you didn’t know (I didn’t, that’s for sure), is a high-end cashmere clothing designer in Italy. He produces things that I can’t afford, that I can’t even find in stores near me. But the article isn’t only about a financial success dream I can only catch scents of. It also reveals a man who has philosophies, who is trying to be the best damn human being he can be. This quote, toward the tail end of Michael Paterniti’s article, is something we all need to realize: we are tiny blips of an existence on a tiny planet in a sea of nothing. We take care of things for a little while and then we stop. And that’s not depressing. That’s amazing.

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San Francisco at a Glance

During my seven days in San Francisco, I consumed enough calories to properly nourish three copies of myself. Between pizza, beer, sushi, pho, wine, Thai, wings, pies, chowder, sourdough, hummus, cookies, chili, barbecue, biscuits, and muffins, it’s hard to narrow my list down, so I figured I would do a quick run-through of my highlights. Here we go.

Devil’s Teeth Baking Company

10 minutes from the Pacific Ocean is this tiny storefront which is home to the best American-style breakfast item you’ll find in the Sunset District. Their Breakfast Sandwich is what you need if you’re having a long day of trekking through the city: a hot, flaky biscuit filled with fluffy scrambled eggs, gooey cheese, and bacon that I dreamed about later.

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