Yesterday morning, Matt and I miraculously found ourselves with just enough time to ride the train to Berkeley and back. Why was this such a big deal? Because Berkeley is the home of Cinnaholic.
Matt was in the mood for something fruity, so he selected a Blueberry Pie cinnamon roll, with blueberry icing, brown sugar and oatmeal crumble, and fresh blueberries.
Now brace yourself for my order: a CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH CINNAMON ROLL.
Take a closer look at the “Old Skool” vanilla icing, big chunks of chocolate chip cookie dough that melted on top of the warm roll, chocolate drizzle, and mini chocolate chips. Did your heart skip a beat? This thing was a showstopper.
While we were at it, we decided to get extra-crazy and order a round of frosting shots. Clockwise from top, we had butter pecan, macadamia nut, coffee, hazelnut, and cherry frosting samples. Oh, we sure did.
You’re not gonna believe what happened next—Justin, Cinnaholic’s very helpful cinna-man, came out to our table (we were the only people in the shop at the time) with THIS package:
Apparently, these beauties were the shop’s “ugly duckling” rolls that morning, and so weren’t going to be sold. So Justin offered them to us. For free. No joke. How could we say no?!
Yes indeed, we had found ourselves the most outrageously decadent breakfast ever…and it was worth every penny, calorie, and gram of sugar. Cinnaholic ROCKS!
That breakfast actually lasted me until late in the afternoon, and a single pear then tided me over till dinner at the also-all-vegan Herbivore. After the morning’s indulgence, I chose to be virtuous and start the meal with a green juice. For whatever reason, this was probably the best-tasting juice I’ve ever tried. It was silky smooth and perfectly flavored. I meant to ask what type of juicer they use, but I forgot to…damn!
We were pretty famished, so we both ordered appetizers. Matt got a bowl of chili with cornbread…
…and I got the za’atar flatbread, toasted baguette topped thickly with za’atar seasoning (literally, about 1/8-inch of it—heavenly!) and sides of pesto and tahini.
I didn’t realize that our meals also came with soup or salad, but I happily devoured this bowl of white bean-vegetable stew.
Matt went for comfort food again (probably because I almost never make such things at home) and ordered the Potato-Soy Pie, a shepherd’s pie stuffed with spinach, mushrooms, and onions, served with greens, toasted crostini, and sides of mushroom gravy and marinara sauce. Not my cup of tea, but Matt liked it.
I got the Shawarma Wrap.
It had grilled seitan, potatoes, avocado, red onions, tomatoes, hummus, hot sauce, and tahini.
For dessert, we shared something I’d never heard of before: Olallieberry Pie. Evidently, the olallieberry is “a cross between the loganberry and the youngberry, each of which is itself a cross between blackberry and another berry (raspberry and dewberry, respectively).” In other words, the olallieberry is my favorite berry ever! And to think, I never even knew about it. The pie was utterly fantastic, our server Leah was great, and overall, Herbivore was a real hit.
We’ve got just one more day left in San Fran, so stay tuned!