Snooze; because we weren’t

Good Morning,

I have been awake for 5 hours already.  One of the blessings and quite possibly the only blessing that comes with waking up early in the morning is you get to eat at all the wonderful breakfast eateries before they have huge lines.  I do not live in communist China where I would typically be required to wait in line for food; this is a good thing because when there is a line to eat, I typically skip eating somewhere.

Jeff junior and I were up early enough that we were able to get dressed, take the dogs out and go somewhere fun for breakfast.  I chose to go to Snooze Eatery for breakfast.  http://www.snoozeeatery.com/ I haven’t had a chance to go because my other son likes to sleep in and by the time he graces the world with his sunny smile Saturday morning there is already a line.

Our server immediately offered to bring me a generous hot cup of coffee that is organically grown and flown in weekly from Guatemala.

I had a combination of Ham Benedict III ”The classic evolved with our signature English muffin topped with shaved hickory smoked ham, perfectly poached Niman Ranch Cage Free Eggs and smoked cheddar hollandaise.” and Chilaquiles Benedict “Flavorful barbacoa beef over a stack of ranchero sauced tortillas and melted cheese, with poached Niman Ranch Eggs and cream cheese hollandaise, pico de gallo and cotija cheese.”  WOW.  They sure were delicious.  Apparently they get their eggs from Niman Ranch, which you can read about here.  Beautiful eggs with delicious golden yokes. http://www.nimanranch.com/Index.aspx

Jeffrey had a kids meal of a breakfast quesadilla, hash-browns, fruit: strawberries, pineapple and grapes not the warm melon you get some places, and a chocolate milk.

I cannot begin to describe the hash-brown potatoes.  They may very well be the best I have ever had.  The were stacked beautifully and absolutely delicious; seasoned to perfection.  There are not words.  I eat potatoes as an excuse for eating ketchup.  I did not need ketchup on these.

Our wonderful server whose name I wrote down and have now misplaced truly seemed to enjoy her job and her attitude was as flawless as the food.

About halfway through our meal another cheery girl appeared at our table with a pancake the size or my head, and said “this is from your server”.  Wait, what?  What she delivered I eyed suspiciously.  I am not a pancake fan.  They are usually heavy or chewy and covered in sugary fake syrup.  Oh no.  Not this one.  This beauty was a cinnamon roll pancake with white chocolate chips, pecans, vanilla anglaise, I think maple syrup and cinnamon butter.  Despite having finished our meals, Jeff and I split it and ate 99% of the heavenly gift.  I do not know if I could eat just these pancakes as they were almost a breakfast dessert, but they sure are amazing.

The atmosphere at Snooze was bright and open and a mix between metal and wood beams and 1950′s sputnik embroidered booths.  They have a few round tables with curved benches around them that are too cute not to sit at the next time I go, which might just be tomorrow morning.   I have my eye on Snooze Spuds Deluxe ”A heaping portion of our hash browns, covered with melted cheddar & jack cheese, scallions plus two veggies , meats, or combo of your choice …Sooo good with a Niman Egg or two”  A whole bowl of those hash-browns covered in melted cheese?  Yes please.

We were out the door including a large glass of what i believe to be freshly squeezed OJ, coffee, breakfast for two for about $28.00 and it was worth every copper penny.

Enjoy your day, Jeff and I both need a nap.

 

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