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| - Sunday is my Fran's breakfast day of the week, one I look very much forward to. So when I woke up hungover to monsoon-like proportions of rain this past sunday, I opted to go the shorter route and grab breakfast at Karines in the Grange.
This was my second breakfast here and I was hoping I just got a bad batch the first time around. Boy was I wrong. For over $10, the King Tut breakfast gets you bacon, sausauge, "pancakes", fruit and "eggs". I say "pancakes" because that is what they are called on the menu, and that is what they resemble from afar. In reality they are not the light and fluffy, delicious treat you're used to - they're flat, solid things that taste like cardboard and appear to be uncooked and doughy on the inside. The "eggs" which I had "scrambled" were simply fried and stuck together in a flattened patty by a thick layer of grease. Everything on my plate, including the fresh fruit, was covered in it. The only decent thing was the home fries, but after a few mouthfuls of each I was so turned off by the grease and general lack of taste, that I threw out over half of the dish.
*Disclaimer - I gave myself a day to write this review as yesterday, still hungover with $10 dollars less in my pocket, it would have been much more scathing. I also found out that missing my sunday breakfast makes sunday a miserable day. Oh Fran's, how I will love you all the more next week!
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