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Monday, January 22, 2007

The Stinking Rose


(Originally posted on Mixi and MySpace on Sunday, October 29th, 2006)

A couple of years back I went to San Francisco with my friend DH and stayed at the excellent Green Tortoise hostel in North Beach. One night we decided to go to The Stinking Rose, a nearby restaurant which only serves garlic-based dishes. I went for the Rabbit In Garlic Tomato Sauce, a roasted bulb of garlic and a dessert of garlic ice cream from the California town of Gilroy, the self-proclaimed garlic capital of the world.

Needless to say, countless beers were also consumed and I awoke the following morning to find myself freezing my tits off. It seems that even though it was December, the stench of garlic was so bad that our 6 roommates in the dorm at the Green Tortoise had to open the window in a futile attempt to ventilate the room. Hardly surprising as DH and I ate a total of 6 whole bulbs of garlic between us...

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