Adventures with Andrew continued…

After our failed mission to eat our ways through the Santa Monica Farmers’ Market, we went to Huckleberry to pick up some brunch.

Huckleberry is a cafe and bakery in Santa Monica started by husband and wife team Josh Loeb and Zoe Nathan (who you might recognize as owners of Rustic Canyon Wine Bar and Seasonal Kitchen).

Incidentally, Josh is also the big brother of Gabe, who I accompanied to prom in 11th grade.

Gabe still wrongly accuses me of making out with another guy that night. Good thing he doesn’t read my blog cause um….

here’s prom night:

Really good iced coffee and a latte:

We waited outside for our food and Andrew told me I’m very photogenic. Then he told me that means I present better on camera. Nice.

They now serve beer, wine and mimosas, automatically propelling them into a world of greatness.

They also have a bowl of MY HEAD in the deli case:

We didn’t eat there, even though the place had that perfect Sunday brunch energy–bright and airy with poached egg deliciousness floating around.

When we got out to Andrew’s car, look what was hanging on the mirror of the car parked next to his:

I didn’t even realize it was missing, but I thought it was pretty fucking miraculous I should find it given this story.

We took our food back to his place so we could watch the Lakers fight really hard to lose to the Magic.

Andrew ordered the green eggs and ham:

No, not that one. The one with La Quercia prosciutto, pesto and arugula on an English muffin:

I had the quinoa with spinach, sprouting broccoli and sunny side up eggs, minus the eggs:

Delicious.

They were also super accommodating about removing the eggs and even asked if I wanted other veggies added in to my meal when I told them I was vegan.

Good thing Andrew and I weren’t planning on making out during halftime:

A bold use of garlic, sure, but I can’t say it didn’t make my quinoa taste better than your less garlicky quinoa.

I want to go back and explore the deli case. And I also want to find out who I probably made out with at Gabe’s 11th grade prom. Call the 800 hotline if you have any hot tips.