Duarte’s Tavern in sleepy Pescadero, half way between Santa Cruz and San Francisco, has been serving hungry and thirsty customers since 1894. Pescadero is a one-street town nestled between coastal redwoods and the ocean, with weather worn houses on rambling properties, surrounded by green meadows. A cemetery sits right outside of town, across a creek, waiting to be explored on foot. Pescadero, with its Victorian farmhouses, green pastures, the smell of the ocean in the air, is rural California at its best. Duarte’s delicious ollalieberry pie, artichoke ravioli, and abalone sandwiches, served by the same family for 118 years, reflect the bounty of the nearby sea and the surrounding agricultural fields.