Owner Min has an admirable sunny disposition - almost as if she had spent quite a bit of time taking in California, taking in its hippy happy air; we aren't friends but her friendliness is infectious. Her restaurant/ bistro (?) is a chic-as-hell eatery that wouldn't look out of place in New York City's Meatpacking District. Smaller than expected, we were relegated to the bar which freed us from any people-watching distraction.
confit duck, roast portobello, balsamic onion
What would really make this panini extra extraordinary is the crisp skin so welcomed from a confit dish; however, it would be took much to ask for this as the skin-to-meat ratio is regrettably unbalanced and for the sake of equality and consistency, NO ONE GETS DAH SKIN.
pan-seared lobster, avocado, yuzu mayo
The bread themselves were exceptional when eaten on its own. Whatever filling is snugly held together between two pieces of crusty airy bread - a godsend for carb whores.
It is close to 6am as I am typing this all I can think of is when I can get my next fix of this lobster panini =(