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| - Is it a curse or a gift? Well in my case that depends on where I am because I have a nose like a blood hound, I smell stuff people around me don't no even exists. Just walking down the street can be an adventure.
This morning it was a gift because at about Indian School and Camelback at 7:30 AM I was very early for a meeting and looking for Coffee. And there on the morning air was potatoes and bacon. Like a Blue tick hound on a Texas boar I tracked that smell to the Arcadia Cafe.
They seated me outside and brought me coffee and a warm, and incidentally wonderful, Scone. What a great way to start. I ordered eggs bacon and toast with potatoes. Pretty boring right?
The eggs were perfect, the Bacon just right, but wouldn't you expect any restaurant to get the right? I agree so let's talk about the potatoes.
I normally am not a fan of big chunky morning potatoes. As in, I love the Adobe restaurant but I will not abide those terrible potatoes they serve. Yea yea I know, personal preference because lots pf people love them. It's that nose thing, I smell things about them you don't notice. These potatoes, at Arcadia, have subtle flavors, are not cooked to death, are not full of soggy peppers, and I gobbled up every one of them.
The coffee has flavor, not big and bold but flavorful and they keep it coming.
They do not serve Tabasco, which I love, but the Crystal hot sauce was more than acceptable.
I should mention the service. It was impeccable. There is a difference between being attentive and being obnoxious and most servers do not have the training to know the difference. Here they know how to provide great service, and ambiance. The music is not obtrusive and the staff is friendly and helpful but not trying to be part of your meetings.
So drop in this place and ask for the coffee and a scone and then contemplate the menu, or what ever you contemplate in the AM.
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