Possibly the best french onion soup I've had. And that's saying something. I really like soup.
Evan's Caesar (he was tired of watching me eat them at every meal). He said it was "eh".
Roasted chicken with broccoli and polenta. It was not great. Not terrible, but not great. We were expecting more from this being Clint Eastwood's property, although after saying that I'm not sure why.
Evan's duck with broccoli and mashed potatoes. He said it took effort to finish it. Boo. The room was lovely, though. View of sheep, mountains AND ocean. And the biggest bathtub I have ever enjoyed.
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