Thursday, August 5, 2010
The Broken Yolk Cafe
Now I am back in San Diego County and I see a Broken Yolk on my way to work, so obviously they've taken their name and branched out. You can tell by the menu cover alone its been commercialized. Only really really good places can afford to grow their brand. Some don't, to keep their integrity but for others, it's all about the benjamins baby! Needless to say I had to try it once more to see if it could give me something to remember, there is a lot of power in word of mouth, that's what sent me back.
The Broken Yolk caught me on a good day because I was hungry and I had been CRAVING a good breakfast for quite some time. So I ordered everything but the kitchen sink. I used to like to eat a lot of sausage, mmmmm let me re-phrase that; sausage used to be my breakfast meat of choice, yea that sounds better. I went with a basic breakfast: ham, eggs, breakfast potatoes (not hash browns), biscuit (I added a side of gravy) and I added a single pancake. I can assure you all that this is not a normal breakfast for me. But for some reason today I wanted to try, well, everything.