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| - Not so impressed. I've known this place existed, other veg's have recommended it. It was where I wandered off to after my first attempt to start my day in disaster.
Cute atmosphere I felt I wandered into a homey kitchen. But that was it; nothing more after that but disappointment.
Here is my list of issues:
As a Sustainability student all the styrofoam sucked - homey kitchen and with 3 employees; nobody can think the experience would be made uber chic with mix and match shabby chic thrift store found dinner ware?
Sustainability point #2... Localavore It Ladies! & than advertise it loudly & proudly.
Sustainability point #3... All the beverages in milk gallons, lined up like a fleet, in an ice bath on the counter was not so pretty either.
Really in a place so homespun breakfast ends? I asked about the breakfast rolls -- sounded interesting but it was not allowed as it was 10:30 & breakfast ended at 10. HOWEVER, moments later granny's "2 girls" flooded into the kitchen - other employees? - and granny offered them the left over soyrizo that was explained to me was an ingredient in the breakfast I could not have.
After looking in the window and seeing all the unhealthy mayo laden salads, my choice was a veggie tamale - It did not kill me but it did not make me happy laying there like dog food that was just slid out of a can - sorry this was my first impression - lying in its sauce on the cheapest foam plate imaginable, not pretty. This was just food to make a turd; not much more. Actually it was brown like turd. The description boasted tri color masa and veggies, were the veggies ground into the masa? There was never any veggie filling, so I guess it was turd all digested together to give my digestive track a break?
While granny was pouring my glass of lemonade I spied guacamole on the menu, guac makes me happy.. granny said, "Oh no not today; it is the day before a long weekend-- if I made guac & there were no customers it would go to waste, but here are some avocados I can give you some slices." SORRY GRANNY I'VE WORKED IN PLACES THAT DID TABLE-SIDE GUACAMOLE .. don't limit yourself.
Last on the list... those aforementioned younger ladies that seemed to dart in and out.. as a career waitress with my own grandmother, (that would have put a crack in my ass the other direction for doing anything perceived foul in the kitchen) I know better than to wear tank tops in the kitchen - exposed armpits not so kitchen-spectacular. Another homey touch that would really add to the experience - vintage aprons - another great thrift store find!!!
Good Luck Ladies. Sometimes I can give a place the baseball test, 3 strikes before their out. Sorry, got to cut the losses directly here, won't be back.
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