San Jose, California, March 19—
WE STOPPED OFF in Berkeley for lunch with a friend at a place new to us, Café Quince. A sweet little place for lunch: I had an okay hamburger, thick, grass-fed beef, with nice balsamic-pickled onions. And they have a good espresso, a rare item in that town.Cold water
THEN DOWN HERE to San Jose, California's second city, where the Martini, at the Fairmont Hotel, was NVG; and the soi-disantsautéed calf's liver Venice style was misconceived and badly executed: thick chunks of liver, somewhat overcooked, served in a gluey, slightly sweet tomato sauce. Alas.unattributed Pinot Noir by the glass, fortunately rather good
I've been thinking maybe I should assign numerical ratings, Zagat-style, to the restaurants we eat in, 0-30 for food, decor, and service. I'll begin with these:
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