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Tuesday: Oaktoberfest in the Dimond, Could Hamburger Mary's Actually Open? - By pkane - September 6, 2016 - SF Weekly
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Tuesday: Oaktoberfest in the Dimond, Could Hamburger Mary’s Actually Open?

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Plus Camino’s hosting a Sea Forager Dinner, there might be a Roomba that zaps invasive lionfish, and don’t let the door hit you on the way out, antibacterial soaps, cause it’s covered in germs that you can’t do anything about.

Hamburger Mary’s Just Needs Proper Staffing, Seriously

For want of a nail, the war was lost. For want of a general manager with experience in the Bay Area, the burger joint stayed closed for 15 years. Hoodline looks at the baffling circumstances behind The Patio Cafe/Hamburger Mary’s (531 Castro), which allegedly could open … eventually.

Dungeness Crab Season Might Not Be a Totally Fucked Up Nightmare That Ruins Everything This Year

You might even be able to cram some crab in that turducken, if everything goes according to plan. The Chronicle reports that there’s no blob of warm ocean water this year, which means there’s no algae bloom, which means the crabs won’t be full of domoic acid.

Oaktoberfest in the Dimond Returns Saturday Oct. 1

The Dimond District’s beer festival, Oaktoberfest in the Dimond, returns for the ninth go-round three weeks from Saturday, with 200 craft beers, a wine pavilion, and a homebrew tasting, plus food trucks, pop-ups, and lots of German food. Do you want to enter to Mad Zymurgist Homebrew Competition, or do you just want to kick it in the Parents’ Chill Zone? It’s not a false binary at Oaktoberfest in the Dimond; you can do both and so much!

Camino Hosts Sea Forager Kirk Lombard

Next Thursday, Sept. 15, from 6-10 p.m., Camino (3917 Grand Ave., Oakland) will throw a Sea Forager Dinner with Kirk Lombard, who runs Sea Forager Seafood tours, to coincide with his latest book, The Sea Forager’s Guide to the Northern California Coast. Details on the family-style, local-fish-heavy menu are slim, but the $70 ticket is all-inclusive and comes with drinks and sea shanties, and it’s part of Camino’s author dinner party series.

What’s Doing on Irving

In addition to a new taqueria, Hoodline checks in on the Sunset’s main commercial drag to find a Vietnamese restaurant called Cherimoya that’s got a lot of noodles.

Driscoll’s Wants to Be the Chiquita of Berries

There’s a little too much unexamined management- and brand-speak in this one for my taste, but The New York Times profiles Watsonville, Calif.-based Driscoll’s plans for global alpha brand status, which include “Joy Makers — agronomists, breeders, sensory analysts, plant pathologists and entomologists who will explain how the company creates its berries.”

A Roomba That Kills Invasive Species

Lionfish are an invasive species running amok in Florida, and RISE is an organization founded by the makers of iRobot dedicated to exterminating invasive species around the world. It’s testing two prototypes that kill lionfish with spears and electrified prongs, respectively. While they’re controlled by humans for now, Salon reports that “the hope is that they will soon be able to hunt lionfish on ocean floors as autonomously as a Roomba vacuums living room carpets.” I mean, people pick on Eatsa, but the inevitability of this robot army turning on its masters is much creepier.

FDA Nixes Antibacterial Soaps

This happened Friday and you probably heard it already, but I thought it prudent to provide a signal boost to the news that the FDA has yanked a wide range of antibacterial soaps from the market on the grounds that they’re utter bullshit. Products containing any of 19 products, including the common triclosan, might soon be gone because they don’t do anything that ordinary soap and water don’t do.

How Animals Are Slaughtered in China Is Changing

Largely for exports, it seems. The New York Times takes a look. Did you know that slaughterhouses in Beijing, for example, stun chickens by dipping their heads into electrified water, while the capital of Henan Province insists that pigs be given 12 hours of rest after being transported to the slaughterhouse before they are killed? Me, neither.