The Weekend E.A.T. – Nothing Better

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It was another successful summer weekend full of throwbacks. As I spent some time back home, I took a little jog (literally) down memory lane and revisited the meals and music that made up my formative years.

Sawyer Trail in San Mateo, right by my mom’s house. I would run here all the time on the weekends, and the air is super fresh and clean

Reigniting the past is always a bittersweet process. While it’s exciting to see how far we’ve come, there is a twang of sadness of what’s been left behind, whether it’s a favorite restaurant, a city that used to be home, or the angst-filled lyrics from a band we love.

L to R: Beet salad with oranges and goat cheese; wedge salad with blue cheese, bacon, and tomatoes. Both were surprisingly filling entrees!

In the end, it’s the past that keeps us grounded in our present and our future. True, there might be nothing better than a fluffy pretzel and shouting “Such Great Heights” word-for-word (I can’t believe I still know it by heart after all these years!), but I get to keep those experiences close to me as the journey continues.

They will see us waving.

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Freehouse is a fairly new addition to Berkeley, taking over the old Adagia space on College and Bancroft. It’s quickly become a local favorite, with solid food and beer and a haven for out-of-towners, concert-goers, and alumni, aka me.

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I first ate this pretzel two years ago on a date (yea, I’m pretty classy), and I was stoked to see that it was still on the menu. The mustard is for condiment-lovers everywhere, and that cheddar-pilsner sauce – oh man. Cheese + beer = happiness.

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Why have fries with ketchup when you can have them with dips of smoked tomato sauce, wasabi, and aioli? Smother the fries with all three at the same time and you’ve got yourself a winner.

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Such a nostalgic performance from the Postal Service; I felt like I was back in high school lamenting about my oh-so-important life issues and writing in my Xanga. Even so, everything they sing about is still relevant today, making the songs all the more timeless and exciting to be a part of.

Let’s Go Let’s Go Get Lucky

Why do work when you can drink mimosas?

 I know what you’re thinking: This girl has no idea how the greatest dance song of 2013 goes. But stay with me.

Every morning for the past week, I have woken up with either this or this song stuck in my head. By yesterday, they had melded together to create a mashup worthy of Bootie SF (almost) and a perfect soundtrack to guide me through the insanely beautiful weather this city has been experiencing. I don’t know what’s going on, but clearly, we are getting pretty damn lucky.

Orange blossom pistachio on the left, hazelnut on the right. Someone needs to have an intervention for me soon. I’m serious.

An impromptu trip to Berkeley this past weekend for “Earth Day” celebrations made me wish that I were in college again. Those were the days where I wouldn’t have to go to class and could instead chill on the Glade, slinging a frisbee or simply listening to aforementioned tunes. That campus and that town is a place full of academia and nostalgia, and each time I visit, I am once again reminded of how time flies and how much I’ve changed.

Two years ago, I would never have thought I would be doing what I do today. It makes me question whether I’ve chosen the right path and postulate over where that path will lead me. It also makes me slap myself upside the head for thinking that I can handle as much alcohol as I used to….those were the glory days.

Soooo much deliciousness on my plate

I detoxed from my faux-fasho-college shenanigans with some super-heathy-super-delicious skillet polenta with black bean salsa. Find the recipe here; substitute 1/4 cup polenta for the quinoa and double the jalapeño ‘cus you know you want that heat to match the temperature outside.

The cuteness that is B. Patisserie (L to R): Tree art of macarons; croissants; big variety of cake to try

I also paid a visit to B. Patisserie in the neighborhood. An alum of Gary Danko, the pastry chef can churn out some delicious desserts ranging from kougin amann to my choice – yogurt panna cotta with citrus and walnuts. Pristine and elegant in a verrine glass, it was the perfect pick-me-up before I picked myself down with a nap in the park. Hey, I never said a detox wouldn’t involve sugar, but #lezbereal, I can never resist anything sweet, figuratively and literally.

(L to R): Obsessed with the packaging for the panna cotta, such a smart way to take desserts to go; thug lifin’ it with my dessert; 5 steps away from ptfo-ing in the park, amidst tourists and puppies

Whatever my path is, I can be sure of one thing – for most of my life, I’ve listened to my instincts. And while sometimes I’m wrong, sometimes, I’m right. So let’s go, soak up the sun and who knows, maybe I’ll get lucky.

We’re up all night.

Found this in a local shop – the little things, I tell ya.