West Coast IV: Coronado

Where was I? Oh yes, Monday.

Two weeks ago today (has it really already been that long..!?!) I was still in drizzly San Diego. The morning was a bit dreary but it quickly turned to sun later in the afternoon.

I took the ferry over to Coronado after renting a bike and riding around Seaport for a bit. There are so many things to see, especially in Coronado: one of a kind houses, secret alleyways, unique shops and restaurants, the shoreline and of course, the people.

I met up with Sam after work and we rode around like safe, helmeted losers together.

We went to a little French bistro for a late lunch, Tartine (Ironic because the other day I was in the bookstore and absolutely fell in love with the cookbook Tartine Bread. Do want. One of my get-out-of-a-funk goals for this week is to make homemade bread).

Lattes and coffee were had.

I had quiche surrounded by a huge bed of greens. SO good. So, so delicious.

Sam’s plate: Salmon bruschetta.

After stuffing ourselves, we went searching for photographic opportunities.

Above two photo credit: Sam (He’s learning so fast..!).

We took the ferry back after it got dark and the city view was spectacular.

After landing in San Diego, we scoured Gaslamp for someplace to have dinner. We ended up at Starbucks to use the WiFi for Urban Spoon. US recommended several places, but one caught our eye, mainly because of the name, Searsucker. Anyone who is familiar with Southern culture knows the importance of seersucker.

As it turns out, Searsucker did not disappoint. The chef, Brian Malarkey, was apparently on a season of Top Chef!

We got a whole bunch of appetizers and split them. Obviously, as with most restaurants at dinnertime, the lighting was horrible.

We started off with artichoke hearts, gruyere and a tomato spread. Atop crusty bread it was a perfect starter.

Goat cheese, asian pears and crackers. Creamy, salty goodness.

Sam ordered some clams and salmon and we also had a strawberry, champagne, walnut and goat cheese salad at some point. We had a bottle of white wine (you don’t think we would have broken the streak, now do you?) and cheddar puffers, which were light, billowy cheese biscuits.

I thought I couldn’t get any more full. Little did I know we would encounter the greatest culinary delight on Wednesday…