Hi there, I’ve missed chatting with you all! I’m glad everyone enjoyed the muffin recipe, I’m hoping to have more recipes coming at ya soon.
I didn’t manage to get a weekend recap post up for you all this week, so I thought I would share a highlight, a little weekend trip to Berkeley. Believe it or not, I have lived less than an hour from the home of Chez Panisse and CCR yet never ventured up there.
The boy and I (yes there is officially a boy, I quite like him so I think I’ll keep him around for a while) decided to make a day of it and spend the day there on Saturday. After a selfie-less workout (I was too busy dying, I promise to step up my gym selfie game), the first thing on the agenda was brunch. My lovely friend Katie recommended Elmwood Cafe, so the Elm it was. Elmwood is probably one of the cutest neighborhoods I have ever found myself in. Excuse while I move there.
Frittata and latte for the boy, salad and black coffee for me.
You can bet I was jealous of that foam
We hung out here for at least two hours. That’s how brunching is done, am I right? Also, it took me about an hour to eat this salad. I think I just talk too much, making less time for food to actually enter my mouth.
We drove around the UC Berkeley Campus for a bit and ended up at the science building. I did my first two years of school at UCSC and the campuses are so similar that this was almost like a little throwback tour.
I was sold this minute I saw the giant whale sculpture and DNA model.
But seriously, the view was so amazing I didn’t even mind the fact that my hands were frozen.
The main attraction of the day was obviously the mecca of grocery stores.
Also know as Berkeley Bowl.
Also known as land of all kombucha.
I suppose I don’t have to tell you that we spend two hours here as well. I somehow managed to leave empty handed, but I have memories of endless aisles of sweet potatoes that will last a lifetime.
Okay, so I lied. The true main attraction of the trip was our dinner location. The boy’s fam knows the owners of this fabulous little Greek place Pathos. Organic Greek food? Yes, please.
I didn’t manage to get a shot of the inside save for the adorable stone oven, but it was one of those places where even if the food is terrible you want to go back because the ambiance is spot on. Mind you, though, the food was just as amazing as the decor. We sat literally right on top of the kitchen and got to watch all the dishes being made, which is always fun. I think we must’ve counted seven whole sea bass (eyes and all) and at least a hundred batches pita bread come out.
Selfies in the bathroom because a. I skimped on gym selfies earlier in the day and b. the bathroom was super nice.
We ordered soup and salad to start.
Grilled endive, frisée, goat cheese, orange-infused lamb fat, toasted hazelnuts, with a port-pomegranate reduction for me. Just look at all that goat cheese
And a cocktail, because the cocktail menu was to die for. Saint George Botanivore Gin, rosemary St. Germain, lavender bitters, lemon peel. Three sips was sufficient for me. Holy gin.
For our entrees we shared the lamb and the stuffed bell peps.
Niman Ranch lamb chops, butter-poached fingerlings, sautéed spinach.
Red bell pepper, Niman Ranch ground beef and rice stuffing, roasted red potatoes. Oh, and there was some fried cheese and baklava action, but I sadly could not partake.
What I most certainly could partake in was the coconut milk ice cream that happened later that night. Yes, we made a pit stop at Whole Foods on the way home specifically for these babies. This flavor plus vanilla was heaven. We were on the hunt for Nadamoo, but alas, no luck.
Walking around the grocery store at night in heels buying pints of ice cream brought back memories of high school formal nights. Except back then the heels were higher and the ice cream was Ben and Jerry’s.
Now who is coming to the Bay to brunch with me?