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I love food. If you don't already know that about me, I really love food. And this morning, I may have just had the best breakfast of my life. There's a little diner down the street from our apartment, tucked away on a residential street between two houses. You wouldn't even know it was there if you weren't looking for it, and they're known for high-quality natural and local foods. It's not one of those health-conscious or vegan places... it just prides itself on high quality food that doesn't come packed with preservatives and things like that. Anyway, I'm digressing from my very important point... the food. I'll just post the menu listing for you: Broiled San Francisco Stuffed French Toast French baguette stuffed with Mascarpone and Creme Fraiche, broiled instead of fried for greater flavor, topped with Whipped Cream, Maple Sauce with your choice of: Fresh Seasonal Berries Carmelized Apples in Brandy Butter Peanut Butter, Triple Chocolate, Banana & Cherry Jam *drools* I had the Fresh Seasonal Berries, and I had to sit on my hands to restrain myself from licking the plate clean. No kidding, it was probably one of the best breakfasts I've ever had in my life. I've been home for six hours and I'm still thinking about how good it was. They're closed on Mondays, but I might just have to go back on Tuesday and order it again (this time with the apples, I'm thinking). It's official. We can never move outside of L.A. now. I would miss the French Toast too much. |