When a co-worker and I left the office for lunch last Thursday,
we did so with different agendas: Mittens (that’s her code name) was in the
home stretch of a clean-eating initiative. Meanwhile, the only thing clean
about my eating lately was the silverware: I had just ended a streak of Juicy
Lucy burgers at all three 5-8 restaurants on consecutive nights. My arteries
needed a rest, and we landed at the Good Earth Café in Roseville.
In big, fat letters on the side of the building are the words All natural. All Day. Labels crept into my head right away: Vegan, hippie, I hope they have something on the menu for under $100. But I pushed forth, and walked out satisfied with my decision.
We were seated in a long-tabled corner nook. The first woman to sit down at the table nearest ours told the hostess, “We’re a family of singers” as she sat down. At the next table down was a man sitting by himself listening to headphones and playing on an iPad. Otherwise, the clientele looked like us: On our lunch breaks.
As far as décor, they pull off the “kitchen at home except bigger” look without shoving the naturalistic theme in your face like they do online.
The plate had a general presentation of “Holy crap, this really looks organic.” You'd see it for yourself had I remembered to take a picture.
Editor's Note: A bit of relief if you're worried about coming here and sitting among the flower kids: Good Earth is owned by the Parasole Restaurant Group, which holds Minneapolis mainstays like Chino Latino, Manny's Steakhouse, and Burger Jones. We can assume then that Good Earth is too corporate for the snooty vegan types, causing the rarely-typed sentence "I'm glad this place is corporate." Thanks, the man!