I’m sort of in love with the little coastal town of Valley Ford. It has that whole old movie ghost town feel to it—slightly creepy, but very cool.
And filled with great local restaurants that really present the true essence of Northern California dining establishments: casual, funky and delicious.
Oh, and I may or may not have eaten the best burger of my entire life there.
We went for lunch, not brunch, because I don’t do brunches.
I get way too excited about food first thing in the morning and am physically unable to wait for three hours to eat my first meal. Therefore, I don’t do brunch.
Lunches, on the other hand, I love. I love eating a really big fancy lunch and then having a simple, light dinner at home. It makes me feel French.
So yesterday, we ate lunch at Rocker Oysterfeller’s in Valley Ford. Right when we walked in, I knew it was a win.
The restaurant is styled as an old saloon, and the ambiance is warm and inviting, yet funky and chic. Plus, the menu looked amazing and I wanted to eat everything on it. Always a good sign.
We ordered two of the oyster rockefellers to start and they sorta changed my life as well as my whole perspective about oysters in general.
(I previously have been unimpressed and thought they resembled snot from the sea.)
Friends, these were not snot. Rather, the oh-so-delicate oysters were tossed in grainy cornmeal and served with arugula cream cheese, bacon and roasted garlic. Need I say more?
However, when it came time to order our entrees, I started feeling very overwhelmed by the abundance of delicious choices.
This sometimes happens to me when I go out to eat. It’s because I love food that much.
So with anticipation and sweaty palms, I opted for the safe classic… the burger.
Because….sometimes a girl just needs a burger and fries.
It was made with local beef and topped with white cheddar on a toasted ciabbata roll, and when I took the first bite I thought I had died and gone straight to burger heaven. It’s a bold statement, to be sure, but this was HANDS DOWN the BEST BURGER THAT I’VE EVER EATEN.
Previously, the best burger I had ever eaten was at a dive bar in Gainesville called The Copper Monkey back in 2007. That burger was good. This burger was great. I really can’t describe it to the power that I need to, but let me just tell you it was worth every single juicy meaty bite. And then some.
Gosh. I’m getting all worked up just thinking about it.
I really need to go take a cold shower now.
Is this what they mean when they talk about having “meat sweats”?
Wait, don’t answer that.