Look, I hated my one and only meal at T Rex. HATED. But the brunch menu and extreme proximity to my house suckered the mister and I in.
It was good. Very good, actually. We had the beignets, romaine lettuce with crab and green goddess dressing, and the hangtown fry. Plus some sort of ramos type fizz with whiskey and kick ass yum yum bloody mary with a beer chaser.
People, I never thought I'd say this, but I'm giving you the word: T Rex brunch.
Oh yeah. Ain't too cheap but that's not my big schtick.
*T Rex is in Berkeley on Gilman near San Pablo*