We’ve reached the final edition of our California Food Tour. (See parts 1 and 2 here and here.)
I’ve covered all of our Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives visits, but we had some other really great food experiences, too. The Mexican food in California was amazing. If you know me or have been reading for a while, you know how I feel about Mexican food. I think we had three Mexican meals while we were out there, and they were all awesome.
One of the places was Rigoberto’s Taco Shop. The nachos there were kind of ridiculous.
I had a crazy low blood sugar, and that’s why there are so few pictures, but take my word for it. . .epic nachos.
Next on the list was In-N-Out Burger. I’d never been to one (since they’re strictly West Coast), but we stopped at one while we were there. (That was one of only two fast food stops we did. The other is a fast food place we have in North Carolina, but I think there’s only one, and it’s like 2 hours from here — Jack in the Box.)
Yum, you guys. SO good. I think part of the reason their stuff is so good is because they have so few menu items, they get good at the stuff they do make. In celebration, here’s a picture of me stuffing my face.
This next restaurant, we did not stop at. I just took a picture because it was amazing.
Next is a cupcake ATM on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. Yes. A cupcake ATM. Because why not?
(That’s not me. You can tell this mainly by the fact I do not wear shorts. Ever.)
One other food-related place we stopped that was not a restaurant was in Gilroy, CA — the Garlic Capital of the world. (Seriously!) You can smell the place coming from a couple miles away, and it was such a nice little town. We found the most amazing thrift/antique store ever there, and I bought a vintage cookbook set that I’m sure I’ll be cooking out of eventually.
There were two donut shops we went to in our time out there. The first one was in Los Angeles. The only reason we stopped here was because we’d had amazing donuts at this other store in San Diego (which I’ll get to shortly) and we wanted to relive that experience.
Unfortunately, the donuts at this place:
…were not as good.
Also, I was tricked into buying a cronut.
What?
Exactly.
I ordered a cinnamon donut of some sort, and the lady was like, “Oh, no no,” and then gave me some reason why I needed to buy this other one, and I had a hard time understanding her, but she was very persistent, and that’s how I ended up eating a cronut. It was way more expensive than a ring of fried dough should have been, and it wasn’t even very good. I ate it, though. Because, obviously.
The hand coming out of the side of my face is the lady who tricked me into buying the stupid thing. I don’t understand why these were such a big thing and why people were waiting in line for hours for them. If any of those people had been at California donuts, I would have gladly handed mine over.
The best donuts in the world, however, were at this place in San Diego:
You guys?
Best donuts in the entire world. I’m not even exaggerating. We went here twice because they were so amazing.
The second time we went was our last night there. I got a little ambitious and bought too many, then thought, “Sarah, they’re never going to let you through security with those things.” So then I had to make a choice.
The correct option was, obviously, to stick them in our checked duffel bag and pray that the deliciousness did not get crushed out.
It did not.
Finally, we stayed at a Red Roof Inn in San Francisco with a 24-hour restaurant/diner attached to it. It was here that I had the most amazing home fries I’ve ever eaten in my life, and I’ve eaten a lot of home fries.
So that ends our Food Tour of California. Thanks for reading, and I’ll be back soon with some big news! (Yeah, I’m going to tease it like a jerk.) (No, I’m not pregnant.)
