The past two days we have been up at 7 a.m. to start bustin' our tails on our "to-do" list, so bare with me if there are multiple grammatical or spelling errors in this post as I'm about two seconds away from drooling on my pillow.

Yesterday after we were able to check off multiple tasks, I hit the treadmill for 6 miles before cruising to dinner at the Neighborhood in the Gaslamp Quarter of San Diego.

This restaurant is nestled in a quaint space with a cozy ambiance (i.e. It's DARK. If you want to take a picture, you'll need your flash....and when you use your flash you'll draw the attention of the entire place...*cough *cough Casey).

Equipped with a fully stocked bar, there are plenty of different brewskis available on tap or in bottles. I think the most intriguing part about the Neighborhood is that they do not allow ketchup. Want some good 'ol catsup with your sweet potato fries you ordered? Too bad. For your burger? S.O.L.

Luckily, we were both pretty happy with our orders and so far I'm 2-for-2 on excellent salads in SD.

Casey opted for The Neighborhood Burger with caramelized onions, blue gruyere cheese, and pepper greens with a side of fries.

I had (and would very soon have again) the Farmer Fresh Strawberry Spinach Salad with shaved fennel, crispy goat cheese (in little cheese balls), sliced strawberries, grilled chicken (of which I added) served with honey balsamic dressing. Mmmm. Mmmm.

We rewarded ourselves by pairing our dinner with the San Diego Sampler highlighting four of San Diego's craft brews.

I'm not a stout drinker, but I was throughly impressed with the AleSmith Speedway Stout brewed with vietnamese coffee for an extra kick and sweet aroma. Oh and I forgot to mention, it's 12% ABV!

Lastly, either San Diegans (I love saying that) are all extremely friendly or the staff at the Neighborhood were just especially awesome. We had one gentleman give us great tips on places to go, breweries to see and places to eat while our waitress was just as wonderful helping Casey decipher what to order off their menu.

My favorite part of the entire night is that the waitress (or at least ours) brings your bill in a notebook and patrons are encouraged to sketch something obnoxious in it. Pictured above is my 60-second drawing of the mounted buck head situated above the bar exclaiming, "Our waitress was such a 'deer.'"

I know...pretty terrible...but I couldn't come up with anything better and at the time I thought it was funny and if I didn't laugh at one else would.


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