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| - Scramble is home to one of the best breakfast entrees in town: slow down... wait for it... ta da! The Santa Fe Eggs Benedict! The fact that every single review does not focus solely on this morning opus to the Southwest confirms what I have always suspected: the dry heat has finally shriveled Phoenicians' tastebuds into tiny pieces of gravel.
I kid, I kid. The Santa Fe is poached eggs and ham atop oh-so-yummy jalapeno cornbread, smothered in a chipotle hollandasie. It's got a kick, so isn't for the faint of mouth, and I can see where it might be a bit rich for some, but for me and my entree-splitting spouse, it's the best of the Southwest on a plate.
I've also tried the caramel banana pancakes, the Scramble hash brown (think hash browns juicing on bacon and cheese), and the chorizo brizza (Brizza= breakfast+pizza. Get it?). The brizza was huge, and for me a huge miss. It made me feel sluggish and greasy just looking at it. Everything else? An A-OK.
Scramble offers order-at-the-counter service and the interior is bright and cheery. They also have a dog-friendly patio where they're always sweet to my pup, who loves Scramble because of the fussing, fawning, big water bowl, and occasional dropped breakfast potato.
Pros: Yumminess, fast service, cheerful interior, large patio, dog-friendly.
Cons: Paper coffee cups (I'm stubborn and I want a cermaic MUG!), cross-armed frowners who complain about the quickly moving line.
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