A weekend in Olema provided some post-worthy dining opportunities.
Dinner at the Olema Inn was good, but not as crisp as last time. The oyster starter remains great, we mix-and-matched our eight oysters from the hot and cold options, and enjoyed them all. The little gem lettuce salad with cherries and Pt. Reyes blue would have been improved if the accompanying mini popovers were warm and the plate was chilled, rather than the reverse. The duck breast with duck confit flan and sour cherry sauce was very nice. The bread pudding was like a nicely caramelized bread-and-butter pudding, not the custardy variety. Overall, I felt that $17-23 entrees require more finesse than was bestowed, I don't think I should have to keep my knife between courses at that price point.
This lack of finesse carried over to our stay. The continental breakfast of fresh fruit, local cheese and croissant is inexplicably served with canned fruit juices. And oddest of all, our room had only cafe curtains that let the sun stream in at 5:30, making it impossible to sleep past 8 or so. So much for the lazy weekend we had envisioned.
Station House Cafe was a nice surprise on Saturday. It's reasonably priced and casual, with main dishes divided into new fashioned and old fashioned items-the old fashioned items come with soup or salad.
Piping hot popovers arrived soon after we sat down, which we enjoyed in advance of the fried oysters we ordered to top our green salads. We shared the Mariscada, a generous, good and garlicky sauté of fish, clams and mussels. Our second main was oyster stew, filled with oysters in a good cream broth with leeks, spinach and mushrooms. The leeks were coarsely sliced well up into the green, so some pieces were inedible, but overall the stew was tasty. Both these items would have benefited from crusty bread to mop up the liquid. A trio of Ciao Bella gelati served with berries provided a refreshing end.
We rose early on Sunday (unavoidably) and headed to Stinson Beach for a walk. Where do you eat in Stinson Beach? The Parkside was packed, but everything else was disturbingly empty. We motored back to SF for dim sum instead.