Porchetta, yellow squash, fried egg, greens, and yes garlic.

Not exactly a winning name, but this restaurant is a real winner.  It’s called Industrial Eats because it’s located on Industrial Way in Buellton.  This place has soul.  It’s a legit farm to table operation.   A one of a kind place that can’t be duplicated, and if some corporation tried, there would be no way they could operationally execute it.

This was the best dining experience we’ve had in decades.  You order at the counter.   The menu board is on a roll of butcher paper.  They give you a number and deliver the food to you.  All the tables are communal.  Everything is cooked in two wood fired pizza ovens.  The space is just buzzing.  And it’s reasonably priced!  The three of us shared the pictured porchetta; a fennel sausage, tomato, mozzarella, basil pizza and a prosciutto, taleggio, parmesan, argula pizza.  If you are anywhere near Buellton, please visit Industrial Eats, you will not be disappointed.

Cool entrance.

I have no idea what the deal is with the Bruce Willis pillow on top of the cheese case?

If I lived here I’d go all the time.

Denise and Amelia chatting up the owners Chef Jeff and Janet and petting their dogs.

Buellton was a short three night stop on our way home from San Simeon, two with Denise.  We stayed at Flying Flags RV Resort.  It’s a big resort and quite busy, yet strangely quiet.  No generators help, and folks abided by the quiet hours.  We got back home through dreaded Los Angeles just a little scathed on a 10 mile stretch of the 101 before the 134 split.

Flying Flags RV Resort.

Pretty cool, it would be even cooler if they allowed mountain biking.

Lower section of Lover’s Lane Loop.

Spanish Moss hanging off the oak trees.  Spanish Moss is not a parasite.  It’s a epiphyte.  It absorbs nutients and water from the air and rainfall.

Upper Lover’s.  Grass Mountain in the background.

Tidy tips.

Look at me, I’m Hap-Pea and Denise is Pea-Wee!

The beautiful grounds of Sanford Winery.

Damn!  Denise fell on the Lover’s Lane Loop hike.  It wasn’t until the next day when she got home that she found out she fractured her wrist.