A runny nose, beads of sweat on your brow and the need to drink plenty of liquids; it sounds like a case of the flu. No, this my friends is hot pot. It’s a stew of sorts, where a metal caldron of yummy stock sits in the center of the table and is used to cook your own meal.
Hot pot meals are traditionally eaten in the winter during suppertime. Since we’re in San Francisco, well, let’s refer to a quote by Mark Twain. “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” Continue reading