Breakfast of Kings
Originally uploaded by Pieter Pieterse.
Today is Memorial Day in the States, so I got a chance to sleep in before heading out ot brunch with Dr G. We stuck around this neighbourhood, revisiting our earlier plans to branch out to the other side of town for a change of scenery.
But it didn't matter one bit because, as Dr G plainly put it, the transvestites were out in mini-skirts, so it was bound to be a good day in Boystown!
We headed to Southport Grocery, a very cute little place around the corner from Dr G's house. We only had to wait 15 minutes to be seated and when we were, we snagged a place right by the kitchen so we got to experience all the sights and smells and temptations coming out of the bustling spot.
The menu is one of those extensive ones that makes you immediately realise you will have to make repeat visits before you've exhausted everything they have to offer. But it was an easy choice first up - a mango mimosa for me, peach one for the good doc, and coffees all round.
Then it was down to business deciding just what to enjoy. I settled on hash browns with red onion and peppers, with scrambled eggs on top and a delicious chive sour cream to garnish. It was all served in a deep cereal bowl and was so tasty. Dr G took the healthier route of course and settled on some granola with fresh fruit and yoghurt, which I immediately coveted.
We chatted for ages and enjoyed repeat cups of coffee; it was all so lovely. And then our waiter bought over a special birthday cupcake - replete with pink striped candle - just for Dr G as a special surprise. I had mentioned that Dr G was the birthday girl when we arrived, but I didn't think he'd heard me.
So we split the tasty cupcake as a dessert, and the waiter reminded me that one of the special dishes on their menu is the pancakes made from the same cupcake batter they use - yum yum, definitely worth coming back for, right?
We had a really casual brunch in a beautiful cafe and then a short walk down Southport, zig-zagging in and out of the boutiques to walk off the yummy fare. Now that I'm back at home, is it wrong that all I want to do is snooze?!