So I went to
Alvarado Park/Wildcat Canyon
again on Wednesday. Saw everyone’s favourite perky lesbian park ranger Bethany (mentioned in this post
) again. I was rather surprised, I thought she only worked at Briones
. Ate lunch at the same place I did last time I was here, but had to cut it short as I was harassed by a hornet who had designs on—no, not my orange juice, but my bag of potato chips. I think I would have preferred a hawk-imitating Steller’s Jay
. Walked to the old parking lot (at the foot of what used to be Wildcat Canyon Parkway, a hike of roughly 1½ miles) and finished my lunch there.albadger
treated me to the opera last night. It was Lucia di Lammermoor
, which was certainly spotlighted by a stellar performance by the leading lady, though it was the instrumental passages that impressed me most. The glass harmonica bit during the “mad” scene was memorable (often substituted for a flute, though I think, say, an ondes Martenot
might make a more suitable substitute) but I was especially impressed by a ravishing harp solo that announced Lucia’s entrance. It kind of pissed me off the way people are oh so eager to applaud the arias they wind up stomping on the orchestra. If you concentrate on just
the singing, you’re not getting the whole experience.
Prior to the show, we went to Mandarin Villa, a nearby Chinese restaurant. Considering the Yelp reviews
, it was better than either of us expected. Still, not fantastically exciting food, but decent and for a good price. I was amused by our waitress, who wore a very amusing T-shirt featuring Snoopy, Woodstock and lots of Engrish
. Which reminds me, I must go back to Japantown one of these days.