Ah the joys of Northern California…. Nursing your newborn out in the fresh sunshine with an ice cold IPA and some of the finer BBQ oysters offered up by these fair Pacific waters.
We stumbled onto a regional treasure people: The Bodega Casino Bar and Grill. Or rather the seafaring guy grilling oysters out on the side patio…. Smack under the spire of “The Birds” church spire made famous by Alfred Hitchcock, Dean the fisherman has been under our noses all this time.
Now usually we hit the Coast midweek for fish as ‘weekend’ days off are normally Tuesdays in the wine industry. But today, a Saturday, we drove through the 7-building town and saw a big hand written sign advertising Bar B Q oysters on the outside Patio of this very local, slightly crusty Casino Bar. And with a parking lot of dented dualies (sp?), surf rides, and cars emblazoned with “Pussy Power” and “Feral Kid” stickers (I kid you not), we hoped it had to be good…. It was.
What a treat! Fisherman Dean may work weekdays on the Sandy B or the Willie K or the Marilee Ann but come Saturday and Sundays you’ll find him tucked into the back of the Casino patio grilling up fresh oysters and serving whatever is fresh: ceviche, line-caught salmon, and bacon wrapped abalone this weekend.
So if you’re looking for something to do this weekend — GO TOMORROW! Two bucks an oyster, we were hugely partial to Dean’s Own sauce and the Bar B Q glazed oysters. We split a dozen and savored the first really warm weather over some cold beer. An absolute must for all foodies….
Fisherman Dean is there from 11:00 AM- 5:00 PM Weekends and Holidays only. Tell him we sent you.
I definitely could use more sleep at night. I go to bed at a dcneet hour but wake at 3:00 almost every night. Then by five or six I’m ready to go back to sleep .which I don’t do.This post brought back all the sleepless nights with my babies. It’s so rough to be a new mom running on little or no sleep. That’s the one thing I wish could be different, they’re only little for such a short time and during that time it’s hard to enjoy it because we’re so exhausted. xo, Jess