Friday, March 23, 2012

Poop and Scoop

On one of the more pleasant days this year, we took the little guy on a nice walk around Lake Temescal in the Rockridge neighborhood of Oakland. It's a small bucolic sliver of peace and tranquility hidden amidst a busy highway and a bustling commercial district. The ducks and geese are always in residence as are the friendly residents from nearby Piedmont and Montclair with their Fido's in tow. After a mile walk (or more appropriately, strut), he's pooped... in every sense of that word.
Afterwards, we let him nap away in the car, and we treated ourselves to the all-you-can-eat Korean BBQ special at nearby Ohgane. The spicy pork was especially tasty, wrapped in lettuce and garlic cloves. Oh god yes. And at $20 per person, it's a real bargain.
Feeling especially nostalgic, we drove a couple streets over to Piedmont Avenue and enjoyed a gargantuan scoop of vintage hand-made ice cream at Fenton's. At 118 years of continuous operation, Fenton's is an East Bay institution, one that I still remember with fondness from my years at Cal. The softball-sized scoop of Rocky Road on a sugar cone is a longtime favorite. Campus standby Yogurt Park just didn't do it for me back then. So much so that I would find ways to lasso friends with wheels to make the twenty minute drive out to Oaktown. Just another excuse to ditch the snoozer "Intro to Materials Engineering" lecture for a spontaneous day trip to the outer realm, orbited by the celestial gifts of Zachary's Pizza and Fenton's Creamery. What an upgrade from the more earthly and pedestrian Blondie's and Yogurt Park. The scoop is just as good as I remember it.