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Sunday, January 29, 2012

Girls Go Green

Woke up on a Friday morning, feeling really hungree. What else is NEW? My girl Danielle (aka D, aka Dg, aka Dgross) and Ripka and I had plans to brunch, and when I say we were hungree, we were really really hungree. After much deliberation on where to go, we walked about 9 blocks to head to RX. Unfortunately for us, or fortunately as it turns out in the end, RX was closed due to technical difficulties. Really? Making 3 hungree girls walk all the while dreaming of what to get and then ripping it away? Harsh. In a not-so-snap decision, we decided to venture downtown to a spot I went to earlier this year, Green Eggs Cafe. As soon as we sat down in the quaint yet comfy restaurant and received menus, we knew that RX being closed was a sign from God and that brunch at Green Eggs was our fate. Picking what to order here is literally torture. How does a dessert fiend like myself choose among red velvet pancakes, stuffed peanut butter french toast, creme brûlée french toast, and so much more? It's a tough life, let me tell you. As per my recommendation, DGross went with the breakfast burrito, the dish I ordered the last time I was here. It is literally massive, it should be called the red wood tree of burritos because this thing is HUGE. Stuffed with scrambled eggs, provolone cheese, crispy potatoes, onions, peppers, sausage, and then a side of black bean, fresh avocado, and sour cream, you really just cannot go wrong. Apparently, D agreed with me because she did some serious damage.
D really excited about her burrito 

 I was feeling lunch-y so I decided to tackle the veggie burger. Made up beets, french lentils, yellow onion, quinoa, jalapeños, herbs and spices and topped with lettuce, tomato and chipotle mayo on a brioche bun, it was KILLER. It had a great texture and you could really taste each component that made it up. The bun was fluffy and buttery and made each bite even better.

We ordered a side of french fries for the table and they were salty and perfect and crispy and amazing. They were small and crunchy and all the best bits of fries that you'd want. YUM.

 Ripka went with the eggs benedict, and in classic Rip fashion subtracted the Canadian bacon, can you say #crimeagainsthumanity? It was a perfect portion and really beautiful and was the perfect sized breakfast for a normal person, which none of us are.

 And for this reason, we not only felt the need, but felt an obligation and a duty to order the creme brûlée french toast. I'd like to say it was the best decision I ever made, but it wasn't a decision, it was fate. Massive pieces of brioche french toast were covered in a vanilla bean custard, fresh berry compote, and drizzled with vanilla anglaise and warm pure maple syrup and THEN topped with chantilly cream and fresh berries. I'm having a heart attack typing it because I want an order of it so baldy right now. We all agreed that it was one of the best things we've ever eaten. Imagine eating the perfect creme brûlée, and then taking amazing french toast and sandwiching them together. It was pure heaven. While Ripka and I were big contributors to to french toast, I have to say that Dgross took the cake, or in this case, the toast. But seriously, this girl is impressive and I think I found a new hungree girl.
ya she reps the clean plate club!

It took us 20 minutes to get up after eating. Like D said, "If I'm going to go downtown to eat, I'm going big or going home." Well D, I think we all can agree with you on this idea, and we certainly didn't disappoint.

get hungree or get out

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