I had the most wonderful dinner recently at the home of Steven Oliver. Steven, a restaurateur, wine aficionado and all around foodie writes a web column for the Nob Hill Gazette, called “Taste.” But many a moon ago Steven and I went to high school together in Del Norte county. Steven got a lot of his good taste from his parents, Clyde and Sharon Oliver. Long before Steven and I moved to San Francisco, Sharon Oliver was the premier pastry person in Crescent City. To say Clyde and Sharon have a love of the outdoors, gardens, everything food and all things gourmet would be an understatement. A visit to their home is a delight to the senses as well as the palate.
Steven carries on the tradition with a terrific eclectic apartment in San Francisco with high ceilings, textured paint, leather, mohair, hunting trophies and an extraordinary wine collection.
There, on the window sill, the heirloom tomatoes sit like eye candy with their little bumps and nubs, swirls of color and irregular shapes. My brother and sister-in-law, Rick and Donna Parker, also from Crescent City, sip wine while we all watch Steven make dinner appear effortless, with a roast pork tenderloin on Asian scented pasta, grilled vegetables and of course the heirloom tomatoes from Clyde and Sharon's garden tossed with fresh buffalo mozzarella.
I was lucky, they saved a batch of these last of summer beauties for me.
There, on the window sill, the heirloom tomatoes sit like eye candy with their little bumps and nubs, swirls of color and irregular shapes. My brother and sister-in-law, Rick and Donna Parker, also from Crescent City, sip wine while we all watch Steven make dinner appear effortless, with a roast pork tenderloin on Asian scented pasta, grilled vegetables and of course the heirloom tomatoes from Clyde and Sharon's garden tossed with fresh buffalo mozzarella.
I was lucky, they saved a batch of these last of summer beauties for me.
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