Who needs a Beso?

If you are hankering for a kiss and outdoor dining, Beso (kiss in Spanish) is the place to get it. It is a quaint little eatery tucked in the heart of the old Hamilton Air Force AFB in Novato. It is relatively difficult to find, but worth the trip.

Due to Covid-19, the restaurant industry is going through a tough phase, and to survive, it needs to be creative… and to be blessed with outdoor space. Luckily, Beso has both.

Since indoor dining is proscribed, Beso is catering to its patrons on an airy, spacious deck; if need be, the staff will also accommodate the customer overflow on the lawn surrounding the building.

Yesterday, after an invigorating trip to foggy Chrissy Field (which by the way has become a paradise for dog walkers), Tamara and I went to Beso for lunch. After making a reservation (and a short wait), we scored a table on the deck.

Respecting social distancing, the tables are neatly spaced and thoroughly scrubbed each time a customer leaves his table.
The menu (flavored with a Peruvian touch) is eclectic and reasonably priced. I was considering the snapper & shrimps ceviche, but I settled for a “Beso burger”. Tamara, always a fish devotee ordered some Fish and Chips. Despite the busy environment, our orders materialized pretty quickly.

The place seems to be a haven for older adults (with about 80% of women) but I also spotted a table with 6 attractive young ladies.

If you crave an outdoor relatively inexpensive dining place, I recommend Beso. The place is now thriving, especially at lunch, and you will definitely need to make a reservation to be seated.

The restaurant is located in an old palm grove, in Hamilton Field, at 502 South Palm Drive.


PS: Don’t forget to check the few pictures (My Photos) that I shot yesterday at the beach.

Your computer is a packrat

You might not be conscious of it, but your computer is a packrat!
From the minute it enters into service, your devoted assistant will preserve every document that you ever produced or received.

The keeper of all your secrets works silently, diligently, efficiently… and never complains or rebels. Its motto is simple: “ask and I shall deliver.” A perfect civil servant.
But one day, after years of irreproachable service, you will start noticing that your collaborator is slacking off. It does not respond the way it used to do. It is taking its time… and you will have to wait to have your requests acknowledged.

Truth be told, the poor thing is not healthy anymore. It is bloated, and its arteries are clogged. It is now incapable to keep up with you.
Don’t look any further… your computer is simply growing old and unable to promptly respond when you call. It might need a physical, go on a strict diet, or (shudder) put out to pasture.

On average, a person that relies daily on a computer keeps the same device for about 5 years. After that time, he needs to send his assistant to a rehab center for a thorough cleanup or purchase a new one.

Most people don’t realize that, after a while, a lot of “undesirables” are entering and squatting on their computers. These uninvited guests try to be discreet, but they significantly affect the smooth running of your machine.
A computer is a packrat, no questions about it. It stores everything that you receive or create, and if you don’t do a thorough Spring cleaning every year, you are headed for trouble.

If you get a new computer, you naturally want to transfer all the data from the old machine to the new one… and this can be troublesome. Because when you do this, you will also include the illegal (and sometimes dangerous) residents of your former device.

So, yes, I got a new iMac, and I used Apple’s Migration Assistant to transfer all the stuff from my “old” machine to the new one. But unlike “La Migra”, this assistant showed great understanding and asked no embarrassing questions.

A while later though, I discovered that this “understanding” also allowed over 4500 old Gmail messages… and a multitude of space grabbing attachments to move into my new machine.
I had to perform a tedious manual cleaning operation to get rid of it.

Moral of the story: your computer is a packrat! You have to regularly scrub it to dispose of unwanted energy-sucking varmints to keep it running smoothly.


My virtual friends

Everybody longs for friends, but when you collect too many of them, their individual value decreases dramatically. It is like having too many toys…

My old friend Jean-Baptiste

Lately, I have been besieged on Facebook by people from the four corners of the world who want to be my friends. Particularly single women… The latest one being a very attractive single lady from South Korea.

It is flattering but also perplexing. Why do all these strangers want to buddy up with little ole me? I am not rich, handsome, famous or even single… And you cannot smell my particularly potent pheromones on the internet… So, what gives?

True, I am a world-famous “influencer”… (actually not that famous) but is this enough to make me so appealing? Or do I smell a rat under this avalanche of requests?

I have always valued quality over quantity, and having too much of anything has always made me uneasy. A little  is good, a little more is pleasant, but too much is embarrassing. I far prefer to have 2 or 3 besties rather than 20 or 30 casual hangers-on.

“A good friend is like a four-leaf clover: hard to find and lucky to have.” Irish proverb

And then, some people seek my benevolent friendship without giving me a single detail about their own lives. It is not kosher. It does not work that way. My life philosophy has always been “show me yours and I will show you mine.” Before I give you my virtually blessing, I want to know if you are clean, if you don’t have ulterior motives or if you have not been infected by some dangerous political disorder.

It is difficult (but not impossible) to be friend with somebody who does not share your political convictions. Soon or later we are going to clash. And I don’t care for extremists, conspiracy nuts or cult followers of any shape or color.

So, how do I decide who is going to be a “friend”? I first want to see a picture and a little background of the candidate. Then, what kind of affinity does this person have with me? If he/she speak French, I understand… it is a plus. If this person plays pétanque, that’s another plus. If he/she does not care for an incompetent, self-centered, petty so-called leader, this is another big bonus point.

On the other hand, if somebody admires my writing skills or any other craft that I may possess (?), this might also sway me. Because yes, like Achilles, I have a chink in my armor… Under my imperial demeanor, I am vain. Stroke me and I will lick your hand and wag my tail.

To sum it up, if you want the pleasure of my company, show me reasonable reasons why I should accept your proposition and welcome you in my select inner circle.


“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.” Bernard Meltzer