We decided to go in late for work last week and to try Blackberry Bistro on Park Blvd. in the Glenview District of Oakland.
We've driven by it so many times and never stopped due to the large number of folks waiting outside on weekend mornings. A few times it made the crowds at Bette's in Berkeley and Mama's in Oakland (famous for waits) look puny.
Now, at 8:30 a.m. on a weekday, there was nobody outside waiting at all. We were first afraid it was closed, but not to worry.
The place is nice, lots of space between tables inside and lots of tables outside. I think it's owned by the folks who owned Purple Plum (recently closed - sob sob), but I'm not sure.
We ordered bacon and eggs over easy and lox and eggs. Both were perfectly cooked and delicious. I chose a biscuit as my bread. It was very good but also pretty puny - about 3 inches by 2 and flattish.
The home fries were also quite good..infused with herbs (thyme and rosemary) with pieces of cooked garlic and onions. A bit oily, but it was tasty oil (;+)... I mean, you shouldn't really grouse about more oil when you are eating bacon and eggs, eh?
The one gripe....and it's really big, was that there was very loud music playing the whole time we were there. It was also a terrible choice of music. I don't know if you remember that woman singer who sang "Loving you is easy cause you're beautiful"? It's filled with her vocal pyrotechnics - EXTREMELY high voice - shatter glass voice. We felt uncomfortable saying anything after we'd made a big fuss about how wonderful it was that it wasn't crowded, blahblahblah. It was so annoying that I've written a letter to them about turning it down.
Misuse of music in restaurants has always been a pet peeve of mine. I remember years ago at Lulu that the music was just a loud annoyance. The place was very noisy anyway. Don't people realize that one doesn't really come to a restaurant to hear music and, if you have to have it, it should be in the BACKGROUND and not distracting. Especially if one is paying a couple of hundred bucks for dinner. Reminded me of Vegas where they have slot machines and oldies vying for migrane production.
Fin de rant.