Oddly enough, the place our friend had originally suggested but I'd rejected in favor of Hamilton, Salute in San Rafael, burned to the ground yesterday. Sure hope we didn't jinx it!
The two best things about Hamilton were the delightful hideaway feel--when we finally found it, we felt we were in another country, or at least county. Having never traversed the former military base, we found it all unfamiliar, still, deserted. There was a light on a small building, which through process of elimination had to be our destination.
Finding a door, we entered to a pleasant din totally undetectable from without. It was a surprising and agreeable sensation!
I wish I could say we proceeded to revel in one superb dish after another, but in reality, the food was boarding school bland except for the two lamb items--a pita appetizer and a potato-eggplant moussaka, both delectable. (I thought a squid appetizer was a bit off, but the person who ordered it felt it was just undercooked.)
Very impressive wine list.
502 S. Palm Drive