Psychedelic Pickled Quail Eggs at Alembic
For those of us unfortunate enough to miss the Haight in its heyday, we feel nostalgia we can't explain every time we're in the neighborhood. In the swinging '60s, we were nothing more than an egg in our mother's ovary waiting to meet our father's sperm. We're glad they made love, not war.
Carina Ost Trippy eggs, man!
A recent trip to the Alembic reconnected us with that special time. While we were cocktail drinking after a full brunch, we wanted a bit more eggy stuff so we ordered the Pickled Quail Eggs ($2).
Out from the bar rose a plate with four pink pickled quail eggs. They had been pickled in beet juice and were now doing an artful dance with the oil on the plate. Jesse from Alembic had worked hard to get just the right look. His eggy masterpiece is truly psychedelic.
The look is only half of the enjoyment; the taste is the other. Each of those trippy eggs can be consumed in one hit. The salt adds some crunch and texture.
These babies are such a good companion to getting pickled that upon finishing this plate we threw down another $2 or four more. Pop these groovy eggs and you will be transported to a different time in the Haight.