anytime after 2am, one of the only languages i speak is that of carbohydrates. whether it's fries, the tortilla that comprises my street taco or a grilled cheese, i can't seem to get enough.
the last time i was in san francisco, we stopped in a little cafe called tartine to pick up a snack on the way to dolores park. i watched them pile huge loafs of bread onto a cooling table and their entire back kitchen/storage area was covered in wall-to-wall carbs. it was a beautiful thing.
today i stumbled upon this video of chad robertson, owner of tartine talking about his craft. interesting and mouth watering, carbo load below.
-t
