The Great BigFella and Look Away, Allen

The Great Plotnik was heading down to the City Hall Farmer's Market yesterday when he saw The Great Bigfella walking up 30th Street. He and Duck had been expecting him for a short two night stay, before he picks up his daughter Katherine in the East Bay and the two head out for a several week drive through most of America's National Parks.

So Bigfella strapped on a bike helmet, grabbed a bike and he and Plottie headed downtown. The Farmer's Market was packed with shoppers, as well as raspberries, strawberries, tomatoes, oranges, greens, browns, reds and yellows.



LOOK AWAY ALLEN

A few Vietnamese sandwiches later, they headed home, in time to go to Pazzia for dinner. Duck celebrated her birthday with a a bottle of Italian wine and a plate of Pennette Putanesca, plus tastes of Plotnik's Lasagna and Bigfella's Veal Scallopine.





YOU CAN COME BACK NOW

Of course, before all that came the best pizza in Saint Plotniko, if not the whole world. Plottie will put Pazzia's Margherita Pizza with Sausage up against any in The Big Shmapple, that's just the way it is. This is The One. Sadly, it got eaten up too fast for a photo.

Ah, the earrings. Well, you can see one. Closeup tomorrow.