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Six Things I’m Loving: Chef’s Table, SF Beer Week And More

Yeah, so, I’ve been stupid-busy at work. Don’t you hate it when you have to work at work?

On top of being swamped at work, where I just celebrated my EIGHTH year of working there (WTF?!?), both my mighty, mighty good man David and I caught a nasty cold from my mighty, mighty good boy Calvin. If you listen to this week’s Dorking Out, you can hear how congested I was earlier this week. It’s so sexy.

So, yeah, I’ve been swamped at work; our president is a raving lunatic who is going to get us all killed; and I had a cold. Good times.

Let’s talk about something else. It’s time for another installment of six things I’m loving right now.

Daily Skimm

Being outraged about everything that is going on is a full-time, but I already have a full-time job. Good buddy Kate recommended Daily Skimm to me, which sends an email newsletter every morning that summarizes the most important news stories of the day. It’s super helpful, and makes reading a lot of bad news a little easier … a little. I highly recommend it. You can sign up for it riiight here.

SF Beer Week


On Friday, David and I used Urban Sitter for the first-time ever (which worked out great – Calvin had a great time and was instantly comfortable with her) and went to the SF Beer Week Opening Night Gala, like we always do. Just in case you don’t know what that is it goes like this: You pay $80; you get a glass; you get to drink unlimited beer from more than 80 breweries. It’s awesome. We tried some really great beer. Favorites included a milk stout from Seven Stills, Shadow Of Their Eyes from The Rare Barrel and The Vastness Of Space from Cellarmaker Brewing Company.

Chef’s Table

You guys! Season three of Netflix’s “Chef’s Table” drops on Friday! Man oh man, we love “Chef’s Table” in this house. As “Top Chef” fans, we have found this show to be the part of “Top Chef” we loved the most with all the manufactured drama and stupid challenges. Each episode of “Chef’s Table” features a different chef. The second season was set entirely in France, but the first and this upcoming third season feature chefs from all over the world. We learn why the chefs make the kind of food they make. We learn about the process. And then you get to watch them cook. It’s rad! The cinematography is beautiful. We find the show incredibly soothing, and it is a nice break from all the news about how our country is basically a raging dumpster fire right now.


So, well we wait for new episodes of “Chef’s Table,” we started watching this other documentary series on Netflix titled “Abstract.” It’s basically “Chef’s Table,” but with artists. We’ve watched the first two episodes: one was about an illustrator, and the second episode was about the man who designed Air Jordans for Nike. This is totally a David series, and I wasn’t sure I’d be into it. But, it’s surprisingly interesting. You learn a lot about their creative process, and as someone who fancies herself somewhat creative that interests me.


We went to Bourbon & Branch, a speakeasy in San Francisco, with a group of friends for David’s birthday. It’s a real speakeasy. You have to make a reservation, and you get a password and all that. I’m not really a cocktail drinker. I’m a beer and wine drinker. But I figured a nice place like Bourbon & Branch would be a great place to try some delicious cocktails and figure out what I like. “I’m not a cocktail person. What should I get?” She has obviously heard this question before and immediately suggested a cucumber gimlet, which is made with gin. You guys! It turns out I like gin! I also had another gin-based drink, which I think was called Gypsy. I honestly can’t remember, because gin.


San Francisco Giants

Baseball season starts April 3. I cannot wait. Baseball, save me!



Beer and Clothing in Las Vegas

Yeah, so, I went to Vegas, and I totally relaxed, you guys. See?


Chilling at the pool at Palms Place with two other people (not shown). I guess the pool isn’t really popular in November.

I got a pedicure and a manicure. I lounged by the pool and read. I got a massage. I slept late. I ordered room service for breakfast every morning and listened to podcasts. Our room had a deep, long tub with jets. It was like a jacuzzi except it didn’t smell like chlorine, and I wasn’t forced to make small talk with some creep who’s looking for a little “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” action. I spent so much time in that tub. I entertained the idea of sending for the kid and the pets and moving into the tub. Sometimes I took a bath twice a day.

Get Up Offa That Brown from Golden Road Brewing.

Get Up Offa That Brown from Golden Road Brewing.

Every night, I put on a dress and met up with my mighty, mighty good man David for dinner. In the evening in the restaurants and casinos, all the women wore really low-cut tops or super-tight dresses with very-high heels. I did not. One night I wore a sweater dress with a collar and my saddle shoes. David loved the shoes so much that he asked me to wear them with every dress for the rest of week, which I happily did because they are cute and comfortable.


Saddle shoes 4 eva!

We had some really great food. One night we went to “Top Chef” judge Tom Colicchio’s restaurant, Craftsteak, in MGM. I know what you are thinking, “Umm, what does your lame vegan ass eat in a steakhouse?” First of all, that’s a rude thing to say. Second, they made me a special vegan meal! I told the server I am a vegan, and the chef prepared me a special dish. That’s right. I’m special.


Veggies for me and a steak for him. We’re happy.

The next night we went to Wynn’s casino and hotel, because we heard that the owner, Steve Wynn, is a vegan and has required that every restaurant in his casino and hotel have a vegan menu. We went to Lakeside, and I was not disappointed. I had the vegan “beef” wellington with asparagus, the Old Bay “crab” cake and a vegan carrot cake. It was the fuckin’ best!


Gardein Beef Wellington with wild mushrooms, spinach, puff pastry in a vegan bordelaise.

The food was so delicious. I had a big glass of red wine. They were playing music that could have been right out of my iTunes. It was all Billy Ocean, Michael Jackson and Madonna with some Justin Timberlake in there. It was rad. I was so happy in that restaurant.

On our final night in Vegas we went to dinner with our friends Lon and Amanda at Harvest in the Bellagio, because we’re so fancy. While my vegan dish, a farro porridge with foraged wild mushrooms, black truffle, was yummy, everyone else seemed disappointed by their meals. However, there was a photographer taking photos, and we got the most amazing photo. We got a photo, and then we got a photo of us with our photo. That made the entire dinner worth it, if you ask me.


It’s OK to be jealous of our picture within a picture.

We also saw the Cirque Du Soleil show, “O.” It’s a very entertaining show. I couldn’t help but wonder about the logistics of putting on such a crazy show. Also, what’s it like to perform in this show? Do you make a lot of money? Do you perform two shows a night for six days a week? Also, I wonder if they are all sleeping together? They’re all so flexible. I bet they only want to have sex with people who are as flexible as them.

So anyway, I didn’t really gamble that much. I played a little video poker. I lost about $20, but I got a free drink or two out of it, so that’s fine. The slot machines don’t pay out in coins in anymore. You don’t hear that clang, clang, clang of coins, and people don’t carry around big plastic cups. And, a lot of the slot machines are those video slot machines now, and there were a ton based on TV shows, including “Game Of Thrones,” “The Walking Dead” and “Orange Is The New Black.” All of them seem like strange choices for slot machines. If I started playing “The Walking Dead” slot machine I’d just remember that time that Carol’s daughter turned into a zombie and start crying.

We arrived Monday afternoon, and by Wednesday I was missing Calvin something fierce. I was watching videos of him on my phone. By Friday I was so over Vegas. I was tired of everything smelling like smoke, and I really wanted to see my boy. We had a really wonderful time, though. I think it’s just what I need to recharge a little bit, and it was long overdue.

It doesn’t appear that I missed much while I was away. Our president-elect is still a white supremacist man child. Oh well.




Holy Halloween, Batman!

Yeah, so, my mighty, mighty good boy Calvin isn’t really into Halloween.

If we ask him what he would like to dress up as for Halloween, we usually get the answer of “No, thank you.” We pitch him ideas and he just says no. That’s fine. People might say, “Well, autistic kids are just not into Halloween.” I don’t think that’s the case at all. I’m sure there are plenty of autistic kids and adults who love Halloween. The truth is, everyone is different; autistic or not. Some people are just not into Halloween.

Calvin isn’t anti-Halloween. If we pick out a costume, a simple one with no masks or crazy hats, he will wear it. He loves seeing other people in their costumes. And, he loves trick or treating. He’s not really interested in eating the candy, which is awesome. He just likes going from door to door and saying, “Trick or treat,” and then looking into people’s houses. Hey, I get it. I like being nosy and peeking into people’s houses, too.

Calvin will say, “Trick or treat,” and then he will comment on something in the house. “You’ve got a fan.” “Your TV is on.” “There’s a cat.” And he always says, “Thank you.” He’s very polite.

So, the good thing about Calvin not being into Halloween is we can pick whatever costume we want. A lot of people probably don’t know this about me, but I super love group costumes. Until Calvin becomes interested  in Halloween or starts actively protesting Halloween, I’ve got someone to do group costumes with. Win!

In the past, we’ve been Curious George, The Man in the Yellow Hat and a banana. We’ve also gone full-Star Trek. This year, we’re representing the DC Universe: Batman, Robin and Batgirl.





Robin & Catwoman

We will try to trick or treat tonight, weather permitting. After that, Calvin will go to bed, and my mighty, mighty good man David and I will open a few pumpkin beers (we’re big fans of Flying Dog’s Fear Imperial Pumpkin Ale), and we will watch 1963’s “The Haunting” or maybe 1959’s “The Tingler,” starring Vincent Price. We’ve been on a Vincent Price trip lately. We’ve watched “House of Usher,” “Theater of Blood” and “Masque Of The Red Death.”

This weekend, we went to two Halloween parties. My sister and her family held their annual Halloween party. Michelle and her husband, Tony, dressed up as the Joker and Harley Quinn, without realizing that we were dressing up as Batman, Batgirl and Robin.


Before I wrap this post up, I’ve got a serious question for you: Who wore it better?


Happy Halloween, you guys!


Short Bangs Are Better Than No Bangs: I’m Talking About Hair So Get Your Mind Out Of The Gutter

Yeah, so, I went to get my hair cut and colored the other day. My hair dresser had to cut quite a bit. My hair grows pretty fast and it’s really thick now. It’s thick and curly!

I love the cut so much, but she did cut the bangs a little short. She cut them short with the idea that they would be perfect in a week. If she left them any longer I’d probably be bitching that they are in my eyes. So, yeah, they’re kinda short.

I came home from my hair appointment, and I said something to my mighty, mighty good man David.

“I love the cut, but the bangs are a little too short,” I said.

“Well, considering the fact that you were practically bald this time last year, I think you can live with short bangs,” he replied.

“Valid point, sir!”

He is not wrong.


What a difference a year makes, right?

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We got dressed up and went to a wedding

Yeah, so, last week my mighty, mighty good man David and I went to Joe and Megan’s wedding in Columbia.

Joe is one of David’s oldest friends. They are practically brothers, and David has always thought of Joe’s family as, well, family. Joe was the officiant at our wedding. See?


It was time for David to return the favor. David did an awesome job, because he’s an awesome guy. He opened the ceremony with the opening lines of Prince’s “Let’s Go Crazy,” because it’s so rad. “Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to get through this thing called life. Electric word ‘life.'”


The officiant of this wedding is hot! I mean, he’s good looking, but also, he’s hot. It was like 100 degrees that day.

It was a great weekend. We got to visit with friends that we haven’t seen in a while. Plus, we had a reason to get dressed up all fancy and shit, and we love that. There was drinking and dancing – all good things.


We’re so fancy.

We had a wonderful weekend in gold rush country. We didn’t pan for gold. I guess we were feeling lucky; however we did ride shotgun on a stagecoach. #humblebrag


We didn’t bring mighty, mighty good boy Calvin to the wedding. I asked him if he wanted to go.

Me: “Do you want to go to a wedding where you have to sit still and be quiet, or do you want to go swimming with Grandma?”

Calvin: “Go swimming with Grandma.”



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Old Movies, New Beer podcast: Snow White

Yeah, so, mighty, mighty good man David and I finally go around to recording a new installment of “Old Movies, New Beer,” and this time we have a guest.

Oh la la. Our podcast is so fancy now. We have guests and shit.

One of my oldest friends, Chris Smith, is our first-ever guest, and we chat about Disney’s first full-length animated feature “Snow White.”


Smith and David are big Disney buffs, so there’s a lot of interesting discussion about the history of Disney and the creation of “Snow White.” We also have really fun discussion about what are favorite Disney movies are, and which Disney princesses are our favorites. Our choices will shock you!

I know I’ve been writing about a lot of podcasts here, and it’s about to get even worse, so consider yourself warned.

This episode of “Old Movies, New Beer” is just a taste of what listeners can expect from my new adventure in podcasting, “Dorking Out With Chris & Sonia,” which is launching really soon. It’s kind of a spinoff of “The Pop Show” podcast we do for Assignment X, but it’s a little bit more of a deeper dive on pop culture, entertainment and anything people like to dork out about. This podcast is not just about movies, TV shows and comic books. We all dork out about something whether it’s board games (ahem, David), craft beer, writing, music, vintage clothes or even sports. I’m really excited about it. It’s going to be a lot of fun, and I think you will like it.

My apologies if the blog has been podcast heavy. None of this will affect your regularly scheduled The Sonia Show, I swear. I’ve been writing this blog for more than 13 years. I’ll still be writing about assy things here until the day I die, which will be a very, VERY long time from now – thank you very much. But, if you just can’t get enough of me – awww shucks – there’s even more of me to love. Wait, that came out wrong. Ugh. You know what I mean.


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Old Movies, New Beer podcast: Batman v Superman, sort of

Yeah, so, because I just love listening to the sound of my own voice, I have another podcast to promote this week.

Mighty, mighty good man David and I are talking about “Batman v Superman,” Old Movies, New Beer-style. In other words, we watched 1966’s “Batman,” based on the Adam West TV series, and 1978’s “Superman: The Movie,” starring Christopher Reeve. Plus, we’re drinking Blood Orange Ale by Flying Dog. Get it? Flying Dog! So fuckin’ clever, right?


You should listen to our podcast, because:

  • What started as a discussion about “Batman” and “Superman” turned into a discussion about superhero movies – what we expect from them; which ones are our favorites; and other deep thoughts.
  • It’s fun
  • We get drunk

You can listen to the podcast on our website or find us on iTunes riiiight here.


The Seven-Year Itch

Yeah, so, I can’t believe it’s been seven years since I went on my last-ever first date.





Happy dating anniversary to my mighty, mighty good man David!

I don’t even know what else to say. He’s my favorite person. He’s the best husband, father and friend a girl can ask for. I’m fuckin’ stoked that he agreed to be introduced to me seven years ago by a mutual friend. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without him. I’m sure it would really suck. I’m sure Calvin can’t image what his life would be like without David, because Calvin wouldn’t exist. I wouldn’t have agreed to have a baby with anyone else, so you’re welcome, world!


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Fear factor

Yeah, so, my biggest fear is that something will happen to my little family.

My second biggest fear is that a spider will touch me or even look at me. Eww. No.

So anyway, I love my boys so much, and the idea of anything happening to our happy, little family scares the crap out of me, which is why I agreed to chemo. I want to be around for a long time, and I want my family to stay together. We like being together. It’s gross cute.

Bundled into my biggest fear is that David will leave me. Of course, this is ridiculous. David would never leave me. He’s an amazing man, who for some stupid reason really, really loves me. *whispers* Sucker.

Well, I guess a more accurate description would be to say that I subconsciously fear that David will leave me. I don’t walk around all the time thinking David will leave me, but I have nightmares about it, because my brain is a stupid, insecure asshole. Sometimes, I tell David about the nightmares, and he mocks me for having them and then reassures me that I’m a silly person.

One night, he was quietly reading in bed, and I interrupted him, because he can’t have a peaceful moment to himself, without his busybody wife, kid or dog ruining it.

Me: “What are you reading?”

David: “How to pick up chicks.”

Me: “Oh good.”

David: “Actually, it’s the rules to a board game called Necromancer. It’s the opposite of how to pick up chicks. So, I think you’re good.”

David is the best.


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Let’s talk about beer or something, shall we?

Yeah, so, let’s talk about something else other than cancer. How about beer?

When mighty, mighty good man David and I went on our honeymoon to Paris and Belgium, we drank a lot of delicious beer. One of my favorites was Waterloo, which we had in a bar in Brussels. It was a strong dark ale, and it was served in a goblet. We drank a lot of beer on that trip, but that night in Brussels was the drunkest I got, and I wrote about it riiiight here. It’s one of my favorite stories from our trip, because it involves me yelling at a pickpocket: “I see you, and I’m taking your picture!”

So anyway, sadly, we could never find Waterloo here, and we certainly couldn’t get a hold of the precious goblet. David was always on the lookout for it, and, well, ta-dah!


It’s a Christmas miracle! David was able to find the goblets and the strong dark ale in a holiday beer pack that he ordered from a beer shop in Belgium for me for Christmas.

David gets me the nicest gifts.

Isn’t the goblet super cool? It reminds me of the grail in “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.”


We are planning to break in our new goblets tonight for our New Year’s Eve feast. Every year for New Year’s Eve, we stay home and David tries to recreate a meal we had on our honeymoon. This year, David is preparing Beef Bourguignon and pots de creme, and I think the Waterloo will go well with it.

Happy New Year, you guys!