The annual Eat Real Festival starts today in Jack London Square, one of the rare times food trucks are officially permitted in Oakland (outside, of course, the so-called Pilot Project zone in Fruitvale and other parts of East Oakland). At least one local food vendor wants city officials to know how unfair that is.
In July, What the Fork reported on new chefs for Sea Salt, the Berkeley seafood place. Longtime chef Anthony Paone had already stepped down, and it became clear that his replacement, Scott Gehring, was sort of an interim guy. You got the feeling the ongoing demands of seven-day service was a recipe for burnout for a single chef. Sure enough, Sea Salt’s parent company — K2 Restaurant Group —- installed two chefs. Chris Keeley took on lunch and brunch, while Thomas Weibull, who’d cheffed across the bay at Plouf, would anchor he dinner shift.
I might just be the worst procrastinator ever (ask my editor). In practical terms, that means it’s too late for me to buy tickets online for tonight’s Taste of Temescal, the third annual grazefest on Telegraph Avenue between 43rd and 51st streets, 6-8:30 p.m. You can, however, still buy the $30 tickets at a couple of neighborhood businesses: Ruby’s Garden and 17 Jewels.
Since opening in 2007, Whole Foods’ Oakland store has done a bit of struggling to find itself. Remember the burger bar? Offerings of Everett & Jones barbecue and Gelateria Naia ices?
Next weekend's Eat Real Festival might be your last chance this year to eat food outdoors with multiple thousands of strangers, but it’s not your only one. The ninth annual Spice of Life Festival takes over Berkeley’s Gourmet Ghetto this Saturday, September 17, with the usual mashup of entertainment and food, but with a surprising new sponsor: Google Offers.
It’s a Wednesday night, and you’re on North Shattuck, finally, to try the weekly food-truck pod Off the Grid.
Back in May, What the Fork broke the news about The Local Butcher Shop, Aaron and Monica Rocchino’s whole-beast meat shop just starting its build-out in Berkeley. Last week it opened, a lovely space that feels more Upper West Side than North Berkeley, all gleaming white tiles, soaring blackboards chalked handsomely, and a rambling case with squab, beef, chickens — all sorts of pristine-looking meats — overseen by butchers rocking neckties and crisp-looking aprons.