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When your go to restaurant becomes part of your weekend routine, it’s easy to pass up on talking about it. It’s not about ambiance (that last happened in 2009) and eating in a strip mall walkway might not be the most fun part of the experience, but who cares!

When the food you eat is this fresh and filling and incredibly flavourful we are watching our plates, not the badly parked cars – except for that red jeep with a ‘Relax’ bumper sticker. Park in an open space still means a demarcated open space, and within the lines. Thanks.

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It’s that time of the year when most folks look forward to holidays, home and hearth. That’s most folks. We looked East (or East with a West hangover if you are going to be picky) – towards Turkey. As in the country, not the bird which I decree to be the most tasteless bird I have had the (dis) pleasure of eating. I guess size isn’t everything. So onward or east ward as they say.

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We landed here in error. Or more likely last resort. Our go to restaurant in these parts changed its timings (shows you how often we go there) and so we were left with a conundrum – Mexican or Mediterranean? And because we err on the side of couscous, we decided to cross the road and check out Sahaara.

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Oh, you knew we couldn’t stay away for that long. This time we went armed with our appetites and a camera so that I could dutifully bring you pictures of

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Last weekend in our quest for dinner, we stumbled upon a wonderful little restaurant in downtown San Carlos. I knew it was going to be a promising experience since
a) it was hard to find
b) we were received by the owner/chef/artist as if we were long lost friends
c) the décor was quaint enough to be cute but the haphazard enough to make me feel that the focus was on the food.

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Despite the 30-odd mile drive, a name change and the disappearance of the orange crème smoothie, the better half (henceforth to be known as the TBH) and I are die hard loyal fans. How so?

Jaan, you’ve drooled all over your pillow, what were you dreaming about? San Franciscan!
Honey, what do you want for breakfast? San Franciscan!
Love, can you help me with the laundry? After we’ve had a San Franciscan!
I rest my case.

So whether rain or shine, by car or foot (yes, we’ve walked there) Cafe Grillades is our anytime, all-the-time option. We’ve been going there even before they called it that. We came to know it as La Creperie du monde and came to love the sunny burst of sunshine and halal sausage in the San Bruno strip mall.

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