More bad news for Berkeley: a lousy review of Chez Panisse.
For what it's worth, I ate at Chez Panisse a few times during college when my parents would come to visit. I always thought it was excellent. I recall eating some sort of calzone with goat cheese that was wonderful. My positive reviews, however, should be discounted by the fact that this was two decades ago and I was around 20 at the time and did not have as refined a palette as I do today.
Now where'd I leave my candy corn and Yoo Hoo?