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| - Breakfast is my favorite meal. When I want something extravagant I usually do that at home. When I eat breakfast away from home, I usually want some combination of eggs and potatoes with a side of something good and porky. Depends on the mood. I'm a waffle french toast kinda girl. Never been big on pancakes.
I dropped in on a Wednesday @ 10. Got a great park, no waiting, hostess was friendly. Decor will not blow you away. It is rather plain and utilitarian. I actually like that. I was seated under a tv. I chose not to switch sides to see it better. I came to eat. Today was a day to enjoy my own company, not something you see people do much anymore. No phone out looking busy and engrossed in some other thing. Just me. I'm a sucker for Benedicts and got lured into ordering the eggs Michael. A house favorite. Like a benedict but with sausage and a sherry mushroom sauce, comes with potato pancakes. Sounds yummy. Had my coffee and was anxious to see the big deal. It seemed to take longer than it should. I think my server was distracted. It did give me time to appreciate the coffee. It was VERY good. I don't even drink IHOP coffee anymore. But this was really good. I loved the mug you got that made it feel like your home. The cream in the little pitcher reminded me of my childhood tea set. Nice. I have to say, and this is a complete digression; what happened to the pouring sugar? Maybe that's why I love a dive so. I don't open fifty million packs of sugar at home when I drink coffee. Yes, I'm embellishing but it's annoying. I swear sugar packs are not as sweet as sugar in bulk. Give the people what they want: convenience without judgement.
Finally, my food arrives. (Insert sigh here). The potato pancakes came with a little sour cream and applesauce. I don't get the applesauce but anyway. They were light and delicate. Seasoned nicely. Tasty. The other? Eggs were poached a little over, not a crime, sausage was not dry and muffin was toasted lightly. It was the sauce that ruined it. I tried but couldn't take another bite. I wasn't expecting a Hollandaise, just something equally delicious. It was bad, to me. The color was beige like, the texture was...like some kind of coating or gravy. I didn't expect fresh mushrooms but I really wanted to like it. I could not. I called my server over and got a regulation Benedict to replace it. That came out much quicker. But...I knew I wouldn't really enjoy this one either. AND I knew why. The sauce. It's packaged. They had identical textures and seasonings were very artificial in that instant packet kinda way. One hinted at lemon the other at I'll say sherry. Since I'd finished most of my first order of potato pancakes I ate as much as I could. It was not unbearable, just disappointing. I own this one. Taste is subjective. I get that. The guy sitting directly across from me ordered a side of the sherry sauce for his omelet. I was astounded. I can understand how some people can love something while others do not. I'll be back. I'll pick my eggs more carefully next time. I want to have a Yay! I'm a fan kinda relationship with a pretty decent breakfast stop.
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