Local bounty

The New Yorker in 2003:

When my mind wandered during the flight from New York, I could picture one of those impassive delivery boys from a Manhattan Chinese restaurant trying to make it up a nearly perpendicular San Francisco hill, his determination unaffected by breathlessness or leg cramps or the fact that the weird angle has already caused a container of hot-and-sour soup to burst open on his trousers.

In San Francisco the burrito has been refined and embellished in much the same way that the pizza has been refined and embellished in Chicago.

December 26, 2015