Antiques and Novelties

While Mark and Tim were visiting, they packed a lot into a short time. A walk across the Golden Gate bridge, complete with fog; Tim's birthday dinner with us at home; Movie Night outdoors with our neighbors; clubbing with friends in Berkeley; and brunch and antiquing with us on Sunday. Well, they are young - I used to be able to do all that, too, in my salad days.

And speaking of salad, I had a lovely one laid next to my Quiche Lorraine at L'Appart Resto in San Anselmo. We had heard a restaurant had opened in that delightful location and strolled in for brunch last Sunday. The place was nearly deserted - we were concerned, both for their success and for their quality.

I need not have worried - everything we tried was delicious. I had a traditional quiche but, unlike the usual slice, this one was a whole small quiche to enjoy. It was filled with ham and cheese goodness, very hearty and sprinkled with sprouts to jazz it up. Mark made quick work of their waffle served with mashed berries and creme fraiche. Tim's omelet was enormous - and he ate the whole thing with evident pleasure. My Beloved chose the day's special, Lobster Eggs Benedict; we all drooled at the sight of his plate. I cadged a bite and it was amazing with lobster chunks, perfectly poached eggs and a tangy Hollandaise sauce to put it over the top. I'm definitely ordering that next time we go.

The setting is attractive, too. We sat outside on a perfect morning, shaded by the new large canopy. The waiter brought us a tall, frosty bottle of water and left it with us, something I particularly appreciated, as I was very thirsty. The service was attentive without being smothering and when we deemed the music too loud, they happily lowered the volume.

As we were leaving, we noted that all the tables had mysteriously filled up while we were eating, assuaging our fears for their success. If you are looking for a lovely outdoor (or indoor) setting, exceptional food and casual, friendly service, we can all recommend L'Appart Resto on a sunny Sunday before you hit the antique shops that abound in that little burg.