It's been too scorching hot for SF. Hello, can someone please let the Universe know this is not Hotlanta! Wil and I avoided the kitchen and our stoves by going to Alembic for some cold cocktails and tasty bites. We started with the hot weather classic, the mint julip.
Our octopus crudo.
Blood sausage spring rolls
I didn't realize this before, but somewhere in the last year or so, Alembic's menu has morphed to become quite offal based and very intriguing.