I sat down to a cup of tea and the SF Chronicle's Food section about 20 minutes ago and upon opening it up to page 1 saw this article about my friend Hoss Zaré's new restaurant in SoMa. Hoss is a genius of a chef and also one of the sweetest, warmest and most genuine men alive. He has a way of making you feel like you've known each other forever upon first meeting and his food really reflects it. Go try it out!
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The Man Who
People ask me "Who are you?"
I am me or me am I
Even after I reply
"The Man Who"
"The man who what?"
"Who what? Just Who
I'd rather leave that up to you"
"Oh" They say and walk away
People ask "Then, who am I?"
"How should I know" I reply
"You are you I suppose
or could me him, or them, or those
or just me with different clothes"
"Oh" They say, and walk away
--FH
I am me or me am I
Even after I reply
"The Man Who"
"The man who what?"
"Who what? Just Who
I'd rather leave that up to you"
"Oh" They say and walk away
People ask "Then, who am I?"
"How should I know" I reply
"You are you I suppose
or could me him, or them, or those
or just me with different clothes"
"Oh" They say, and walk away
--FH
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