|DH outside Sol Food|
Upon moving to the Bay Area, a restaurant frequently recommended was SOL FOOD in San Rafael, a half hour north of east bay by car.
Of course I heard SOUL food whenever anyone said it and politely passed on the suggestion. There was already more soul food restaurants in east bay than we could handle so why would we get in the car and drive to yet another soul food place in San Rafael?
After a half dozen different people suggested Sol Food, we could ignore it no more.
And so we made our way to SOL Food, the Puerto Rican restaurant that now haunts my every waking hour and some dreams.
|colorful doors line the interior walls|
|a kettle collection and family mementos are sprinkled throughout|
|Puerto Rican sodas and coconut waters|
Am I the only one that has this perverse relationship with restaurants??
(Viet Noodle in the Atwater area of Los Angeles has this same effect on me.)
|pique, housemade hot sauce|
|veggie plate with 'pink' beans and maduros, sweet platanos|
|veggie deluxe sandwich on tostones, with garlic-lemon dressed greens|
|An angry letter from a concerned citizen|
When we last went on a Monday afternoon, after the typical lunch hour rush the line was still out the door so luckily, the minty green Sol Food is here to stay!