I stopped in there after a Sunday morning drive. I ordered the strawberry cream cheese stuffed french toast and a clear soda. The dish arrived about 15 minutes later. I was surprised that I got it so quickly due to being there during the Sunday morning breakfast rush.
I wish that I had my camera phone with me that morning so I could have showed you all what this food looked like. You know how when you open a fresh package of Philadelphia cream cheese it is a big luke warm block? That is what was sitting between my two slices of french toast. A giant block of luke warm cream cheese. No flavoring. Nothing. Just the block. The strawberry topping looked decent enough so I dug in thinking that it would taste better than it looked.
The strawberry topping was okay. Sweet and thick. The French Toast itself seemed a bit more like toaster toast but was cooked well. The block of cream cheese tasted just how it looked, a lukewarm block of cream cheese. I ate about half of the meal and couldn't take any more. I got my to-go tray, paid my bill and went on with my day.
How was the rest of my day you ask? After eating nothing else all day my night consisted of Food Poisoning. I lost my thrill and my breakfast at Blueberry Hill.
Food Poisoning, enough said.
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