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. 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.

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.




Thank You Betty Crawford – Swedish Pancakes

Many years ago when I was in the 6th grade my family slept around.  Hahahahah  Actually we were sort of doing a weird commute from our lake house and in town staying at friends houses while our new house was being built. Many times we stayed at the home of Al and Betty Crawford, and yes everyone one got the “you can call me Betty and Betty when you call me you can call me Al….” reference., a wonderful woman and wonderful cook.

Betty taught me how to make three things I remember to this day; ice cream with my very own Donvier pint sized Ice cream maker, fried mush which I will let this blogger describe to you here:  Fried Mush, and Swedish Pancakes.

I haven’t yet make the boys fried mush because I do not think they will appreciate the seriousness of such a breakfast food, but who can say for sure; they DEVOUR the Swedish pancakes.

Here is the recipe:

4 eggs

1 cup of flour – Betty used to say a “scant cup of flour”

1 cup of milk

1/2 t of salt

1/2 t of sugar

in a frying pay melt a little butter and swirl some of this batter around.

They cook very fast, like a thick crepe, which is great because people eat them faster than you can cook them.  I once had two frying pans going at the same time which was, in hindsight, not the greatest idea.

They should look like these photos, which I stole from the internet; Google Image actually.  If they are yours email me so I can give you credit.

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