Quando paramucho mi amore defelice corazon

In my post-Thai-temple-brunch-coma haze, I began writing a list of eateries in Berkeley and Oakland that I have yet to try, or need to taste again, before I leave this place. I forgot about the plethora of good food the East Bay has to offer. I might have to start wearing the Thai beach pants my sister bought me because my jeans won't fit pretty soon.