"Everything from soup to nuts" was wrong D said, and that's putting it nicely. We thought we were on Punk'd or something, only we're not celebrities, so it just turned out to be some good old hilarious reality! There was grit in the scallops, cold oxtail ravioli, disastrous pepper ice cream, and so on and so forth.
Did I mention it took over THREE HOURS? You do the math. I am not lying when I tell you that our waiter ended our evening by saying "thank you two for sticking through it." Whew.
Onwards and upwards in 2007!
The GOOD news:
Breakfast at the MacCallum House, an historic landmark built in 1882 as a wedding gift to one lucky bride-to-be. Dad, are you reading this? Buffalo hash with sage hollandaise, wild chanterelle omelet with Vella jack cheese (from Sonoma), local huckleberries...
Then we rolled up to a guy selling barbecue in the parking lot of the Navarro General Store off Highway 128. Potentially sketchy yes, but the baby back ribs turned out to be a fine meal.
Bakery props go to the Garden Bakery on Albion Street in Mendo, where we scored the house zucchini bread wrapped in saran wrap like mom would do, an expertly sticky cinnamon roll, and a cheese and blackberry danish. The kind of stuff you want to find in a sleepy coastal town when your goals are reading, snacking, drinking tea and napping. Party time.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
1 comment:
bbq in the parking lot reminds me of being in thailand. on any given street, you could roll up to a street vendor and get anything from phad thai to fried dog (i'm not 100% sure about the fried dog, but i'm sure some vendors have gotta offer up some pooch pate). of course, kelton and i were only brave enough to eat off a food cart once.
anyway, i'll shut up now. i love the spicy meatball blog, pooks. keep posting stuff so i can keep adding my two-bit snarky comments.
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