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1. Where the neighbors meet and greet
The Temescal Farmers’ Market is ground zero for gourmands, and Chez Panisse alum Joel Baecker bakes its best new grub―beautifully blistered pizzas―in his portable wood-burning oven. He tops the 9-inch pies (from $8) with spring onions, mushrooms―whatever’s at its peak. The most satisfying item never changes: breakfast pizza ($10), a cheese pie brightened by a sunny-side-up egg. 9–1 Sun; 5300 Claremont Ave.; urbanvillageonline.com
2. Morning hangout
Doughnuts are the new breakfast of choice since Pizzaiolo―better known for what Chez Panisse alum Charlie Hallowell does at dinnertime―started offering morning counter service. Stone fruit turnovers and apple spice beignets round out the super-short menu. The updated Tuscan farmhouse–style dining room is full of people happy for the Wi-Fi, plus the Blue Bottle espresso drinks to get them wired. Closed Sun; 5008 Telegraph Ave.; 510/652-4888.
3. A shaded amble to the park
Join the farmers’ market shoppers migrating down the tree-lined footpath to FROG Park, which acts as the community’s backyard. You’ll get a good sense of the neighborhood’s makeup: 30-something couples and their culinarily precocious toddlers, who can name not just the letters of the alphabet, but also eight varieties of plum. Claremont Ave. at Hudson St. to Redondo Ave. at Clarke St.; frogpark.org
4. The new lunch spot
A popular newcomer, Aunt Mary’s Cafe does creative comfort food in an atmosphere of casual cool. Dishes range from posole verde, a redolent pork stew, to an oyster po’boyster, a classic Southern sandwich modernized with a side of fennel slaw. $; 4307 Telegraph Ave.; 510/601-9227.
5. The tapas place everyone’s talking about
The district’s splashiest new arrival is Barlata (pictured at left), run by Daniel Olivella of San Francisco’s acclaimed B44. Warhol-esque artwork (a sardine can, not a soup can) lends a touch of urban irony. But kiss-me lighting and a long communal table make the backdrop intimate, and the vibrant dishes (try the slow-cooked octopus, smoky with pimentón) prove this tapas place to be entirely sincere. $$; 4901 Telegraph Ave.; 510/450-0678.