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Driving 4 miles through San Francisco last night, in the dark, wet, and holiday traffic, was quite possibly an outer level of hell. It took 20 minutes to drive one mile. Fortunately, we were meeting lifeofglamour and cathyn for dinner at Green Chile Kitchen. That made up for a lot - excellent food, chattage, and Mexican chocolate pecan pie to close. Oh, and five-pound bags of frozen Hatch green chiles to restock. Cathyn and I bragged on each other's skills to the Irish woman at the counter and boggled her with our tales of soapmaking, sausages, and metalworking. He got to show off a picture of the coronet. Much fun.