Brick and Bottle

Sarah and I met at Brick and Bottle in Marin last night (formerly Savanah Grill). For some reason this location seems to turn restaurants faster than I change underwear (well, maybe not that fast). I had heard mixed reviews, "expensive, food 'okay', etc.", and being a foodie, I was excited to try something/some place new.

Sarah arrived with a full Nordstrom bag of cataloges. I never get them, they run rampant in her household, nearly causing her to obtain an additional recycling bin. We sat at the bar and chatted, and perused cataloges, often interrupting each other with, "CUTE!". We're multi-taskers, so we didn't miss a beat in our conversation.

At one point in the evening we were questioned by another patron, "Excuse me. Are you doing market research or shopping?" I guess most people don't shop in restaurants. "Shopping" we answered in chorus. "That's SO CUTE!" Again, I guess we were a little bit of a spectacle with a shopping bag of catalogues now strewn helter-skelter under the bar.

After two and a half hours of gabbing, shopping and eating, we gathered up the detritus and headed out. Luckily, we spotted a recycling bin at a nearby business, sparing Sarah the task of ordering another bin.

Oh! My duck pizza was delicious and we each spent about $25 (food, beverage, tax/tip).