“When are you going to blog about our Mother’s Day dinner?” inquired my mom last weekend while I was visiting family in San Diego. “Soon, my dear,” I assured her.
Well, it’s been a month and a week since The Astronomer and I treated Mom to a belated Mother’s Day celebration at Hatfield’s, but fortunately the memories from our dinner are still fresh in my mind. Good meals have a way of sticking around the old noggin. It’s those mediocre ones that are soon forgotten.
A table fit for four, located near the open kitchen as requested, was set and ready when we arrived for our 8 PM reservation. It had been about a year since I last visited the restaurant, and I’d forgotten how lovely the space and ambiance were.
Nearly every seat in the house has a great view of the kitchen, the acoustics are perfect for conversation, and the lighting is moody but not overly so. This is the kind of dining room that a mother would appreciate on her big day.
Three dishes filled with beluga lentils, yellowfin tuna, and Meyer lemon creme friache were brought to the table soon after we placed our orders. The ingredients meshed well together, providing a fresh and bright start to our meal.









