Tammy Jones
The GRAND entrance:
Pushing my mother in for our first ever visit, the hostess came running to try to help with the door! Immediately, I was impressed with that sort of concierge seating/greeting experience, and then upon entry, I saw "Be Kind" written on their easel! Both made me happy we had chosen to come, and we hadn't even at that point even been seated or tasted the food!
Seating NO ONE'S beating:
Approaching the table, it was swift and hands-on despite the wheelchair as several TEAM players assisted in pulling a chair, seating Mom on an open aisle, and in a comfy spot without the need for us to say or do a thing. Needless to say, we were HIGHLY impressed at this point as I can honestly say I have NEVER had this sort of courteous seating anywhere with Mom!
Vittles that lasted about as long as a paper shirt in a bear fight:
I will NEVER do the food justice with words, but when I say it all lasted about as long as a paper shirt in a bear fight?! That is country slang for hoo-we-mama, we greedily downed that food and almost cried when it was gone! The menu first of all was limitlessly overwhelming if I had to say anything 'negative', but I mean that as a HUGE compliment, and as God is my witness, I do not lie, I HATE breakfast foods! But when I tell announced mid-way through devouring my breakfast tostada carnitas, "This is THE BEST FOOD I MAY HAVE EVER eaten" (not just breakfast foods were being drawn into comparison), I reiterated, by emphatically saying, "Again, I'm saying, NOT just the best breakfast food I've ever eaten, b/c ya'll KNOW I don't even LIKE breakfast food...this is THE BEST FOOD I have ever eaten!" It was expertly spiced, nutritious, and alternatively breakfast-y! (And, yes, I KNOW I'm using a lot of exclamation marks, but, ya'll?! This food was delicious, and rarely do I EVER say that as I am gluten free, don't like breakfast food, and am picky as picky can be because I am an admittedly good down home, Southern-inspired, Paula Deen type cookin' mother of three, and as I say, "Ya'll, I didn't get hips this size from skippin the butta" 😉!
Drinkin's not just for Friday nights, mama:
Holy Mary Mother of God, you have GOT to try the seasonal Juice Bar fixins, their take on Sangria, and/or the Bloody Mary. Period. End of story. Don't cry to me if you choose to ignore this one piece of advice. I will tell you to talk to the ✋🏾if you try.
Service ... (ask for Kim, but tip like it's Nicole) 😉
Gluten-Free Options APLENTY:
Part of my hesitancy in eating out is, as I mentioned, due to having to cook at home and the fact that I grew up in a home where mama cooked every meal and we scarfed it up by leaving no crumb behind. But usually, g/f food is hard to find, limited in scope, boring, and without flair or imagination. This place? The choices were almost as plentiful as the non-g/f options were, and EQUALLY as gorgeous on the plate and as yummy or yummiest than traditional breakfast fare like the others chose to eat! That carnita tostada was heavenly and with the fruit sprinkled with tajin?! My fresh-squeezed watermelon juice on the side? When I say I was almost wistful when it was all over, I do not lie!
My suggestion? GO EARLY...these west county folks arrive in droves about 9:45-10 am, but the early crowd was quiet, lighthearted, and peaceful.
Celiac friendly
