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| - I had breakfast at a Kneaders outside of Salt Lake City a couple of years ago - it was a cold and snowy morning, and we had time to grab a bite on the way to our meeting. I ordered the french toast and coffee at the cashier's suggestion - it was AMAZING.
Been wanting to take my daughter there ever since - she loves french toast.
Great news - Kneaders opened near our neighborhood!!!
We went for dinner a few nights ago - I was crushed...CRUSHED...that the french toast was only available from 7-11 a.m.
I got a reuben, my daughter got the french dip. Good sandwiches! We got some bakery items to take home - also very good (try the asiago cheese bread!!!).
So, finally...this morning...I got up early so we could get the French Toast.
We arrived. The beautiful cashier smiled and welcomed us and asked what we wanted.
"French toast, please...and coffee for me, and french toast and water for the young lady."
So, was it as good as I remembered, or did the sleepy/cold/snowy/been up since 4 a.m. and hungry and needing coffee put a mystical glow on my memory?
Yes! The french toast is wonderful (and, all you can eat! 3 slices if you get it to go) - it is made with their chunky cinnamon bread, and served with fresh whipped cream (thick - almost like whipped butter), strawberry slices, and caramel syrup. OMG...wonderful!!! My daughter agreed that I was not suffering from some sort false memory covering for the misery of that long-ago business trip - it was really THAT good.
And, for you dads out there, the Saturday before Father's Day is 'Dads Eat Free' french toast day! (Just don't get up too early - I don't want the line to be too long when we get there.)
Lovin' it!!!
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