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The Fremont Diner – Sonoma

The Fremont Diner - Sonoma

Before making the long drive home to Los Angeles, The Astronomer and I made one final stop at The Fremont Diner in Sonoma for lunch. The restaurant has been garnering significant buzz ever since it opened in 2009, but it didn’t come across my radar until my friend Lien enthusiastically recommended it. She promised me that Chef Chad Harris’ brand of gussied-up down-home cuisine would rub me in all sorts of right ways.

The Fremont Diner - Sonoma

Situated on a lonely stretch of Highway 121, the two-year-old diner captures the feel of a weathered roadside diner down South. Rusted truck parked out front? Check. Chickens roaming around the building? Check. Grease wafting heavily in the air? Check. If it weren’t for the lush rolling hills and acres of carefully planted grapes, I would’ve sworn we were back in sweet home Alabama.

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After placing and paying for our order at the front counter, The Astronomer and I grabbed a table inside. There were a dozen inviting picnic tables set-up out front, but the essence of manure in the air discouraged us from outdoor dining.

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Crest Cafe – San Diego (Hillcrest)

Crest Cafe - San Diego

Whenever I stumble upon a promising recipe that highlights cinnamon or raspberries, I immediately forward it to The Astronomer. If it’s an insightful piece on quinoa, my friend Diana is the lucky recipient. And a feature on the wonders of woopie pies or Pennsylvania Dutch cuisine is sure to land in my friend Laurie‘s inbox. The food-lovers in my life each have their own special passions, and I feel that it is my duty to treat their eyes and ears to the tastiest recipes and latest literature on the subject.

Crest Cafe - San Diego

When I came across an article about Crest Cafe‘s Butter Burger on A Hamburger Today, I wasted no time posting the link onto my cousin Jimmy’s Facebook wall. For as long as I can remember, Jimmy has inhaled sticks of butter with enthusiasm. During family feasts of bò nướng vĩ, Jimmy always sat next to the butter dish. Every time he added another stick into the sizzling brasserie, his face lit up with great joy. Knowing his penchant for the pale yellow stuff, it came as no surprise when Jimmy replied back with, “let’s go!”

The Astronomer, Jimmy, and I rolled to Hillcrest on my most recent trip to San Diego to taste the famed Butter Burger. We arrived at the colorful diner hours after the lunch crowd had departed.

Crest Cafe - San Diego

Jimmy stepped up to the plate and ordered the Butter Burger ($10.25), whose centerpiece was a half pound beef patty stuffed with garlic herb butter (tarragon, basil, and parsley). Following a hot minute under the broiler, the burger was topped with additional butter for extra flavor and richness. Cheddar cheese and a spicy garlic mayonnaise offered the final flourishes. And because Jimmy’s gluttony knows no bounds, he requested slices of bacon to top it all off.

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The Peach Pit – Los Angeles (Beverly Hills)

The Peach Pit

After spending the afternoon shopping with my gal pals Kelly and Brenda for the perfect Spring Dance frock, we were in dire need of something good to eat. Brenda suggested that we hit up a diner a few blocks away because her brother was working the dinner shift.  I wasn’t in a burger and milkshake mood, but Brenda’s twin brother Brandon is pretty hot and is known to offer up freebies when the restaurant’s owner isn’t looking.

We pulled up to a retro-style restaurant emblazoned with the words “Peach Pit” in neon lights. Once inside, we were greeted by Nat Bussichio, the restaurant’s amiable proprietor. He pointed us towards a comfortable corner booth near the back and handed each of us a menu, knowing very well that neither Kelly nor Brenda ate much of anything.

As we settled into our seats, I glanced around the room to admire the decor. The brightly lit space was accented with chrome trimmed tables and waiters sporting fetching maroon and teal shirts. The records pasted on the wall and penny jukeboxes gave the Pit a decidedly throwback feel.

Brandon came by soon after to recite the daily specials and to take our orders. The Peach Pit offers classic diner fare, from fries to burgers to ice cream sundaes. The Mint Chocolate Marshmallow Jelly Bean Extravaganza Sundae is our friend Donna’s favorite for when she’s feeling traumatized (like that one afternoon when she witnessed her mother cheating on her father and missed hanging out with Color Me Badd). Quite a few menu items caught my eye, but I was told that the thing to get here is the famed Mega Burger. I went ahead and ordered the signature dish and a malted milkshake to go with it.

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Nickel Diner – Los Angeles (Downtown)

NICKEL DINER

After binging on Seattle‘s superb doughnuts in early March [See: Top Pot, Dahlia Lounge, Frost], I arrived home with a keen interest in finding Los Angeles’ choicest deep-fried morsels. While attempting to relive the past usually ends in disappointment, I had faith in my dear city. After all, with independent doughnut shops occupying every other block, there are bound to be some delicious finds, right?

NICKEL DINER

The great doughnut hunt began at downtown’s Nickel Diner, home to one of the city’s most beloved doughnuts. The Astronomer and I brunched here with my gal pals Bex and Laurie days after pastry chef Sharlena Fong announced that she would be leaving the establishment. Even though Chef Fong was no longer in the kitchen when we dined, every sweet had her down-home and quirky stamp on them.

NICKEL DINER

While The Astronomer and Laurie ordered sensible brunch items like huevos rancheros and French toast, Bex and I went hog wild over doughnuts. The infamous maple-bacon was the first to arrive. Coated in a sweet glaze and studded with bacon crumbles, the doughnut looked absolutely delectable. While I was hoping for fireworks at first bite, all I got were a few measly sparks. The icing and bacon were a winning combination, but the doughnut’s texture sat awkwardly in between fluffy and cakey. A lighter and more delicate doughnut would’ve sealed the deal for me.

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Pie 'n Burger – Pasadena

In the early days of gas•tron•o•my, a common feature on the site was he said / she said joint reviews where I’d write a few words and The Astronomer would chime in with his two cents. I decided to bring back this tradition with my friend Laurie. She’s a fellow Pasadena resident and Caltech physics graduate student canoodler. We have lots in common.

Laurie: Ever since I moved to Pasadena with my own Astronomer, I’ve been hearing foodies and physicists alike raving about the two namesake items at Pie ‘n Burger. I walked past the place often enough, but the air wafting out of the kitchen always smelled like grease, so I avoided it. Fool! I should have known better.

Gastronomer: We came for lunch on a sunny Friday afternoon. Pie ‘n Burger’s been around since 1963 and not much has changed since then. According to the restaurant’s website, one of the waitresses has been there from the start, and the current baker has manned the ovens since 1971—a very impressive retention rate, if I do say so myself!

Laurie: After signing our names on the seating list and waiting half an hour, The Gastronomer and I were finally seated at the bar.

Gastronomer: The Formica counter and wooden swivel chairs upon which Laurie and I dined are the same ones from nearly fifty years back.

Laruie: We ordered two of the famous burgers with cheese ($6.75) and split an order of fries ($3.55). When our lunch arrived, we dove into the greasy goodness. The burgers were topped with grilled onions (at The Gastronomer’s request), cheese, tomato, lettuce, and the eatery’s homemade version of Thousand Island dressing. Glorious. The burger was a bit heavy on the lettuce, but otherwise, it was bitchin’.

Gastronomer: As cliche as this may sound, it was, in fact, love at first bite. Pie ‘n Burger’s signature dish tasted absolutely fresh and didn’t sink to the pit of my stomach the way lesser burgers do. Laurie and I had some big-ass smiles on our face as we chomped, chomped and chomped some more. I couldn’t shut up about how delicious the burger was for the rest of the day.

Laurie: We could have done without the massive plate of chain-restaurant-style steak fries that tasted like they’d been frozen at one point in their lives. Not bad, but I wish I had saved the room for more pie.

Gastronomer: The limp and lame fries tasted more palatable with copious amounts of ketchup, but next time around, we’ll pass.

Laurie: And oh, the pie. After our huge meal, The Gastronomer insisted that we sample both of the restaurant’s specialties, and she ordered a slice of rhubarb pie. All I had room for was one bite, so I made sure to savor it. The rhubarb was sweet but still tangy enough to balance out the rich, buttery crust. I’m not a crust person. If someone is nice enough to eat the leftover crust of a piece of pie for me, we’ll be friends forever. But this crust was out of this world. It was flaky, but held together well; buttery, buttery; sweet but not overwhelmingly so; and contained a touch of salt to bring it together. Perfection. Although I loved the burger, next time, I’m skipping the entrée and going right for the dessert.

Gastronomer: That’s what she said!

Pie ‘n Burger
913 E. California Blvd.
Pasadena, CA 91106
Phone: 626-795-1123

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