Yesterday afternoon, Almanzo and I took a trip up north to Mendocino to visit some friends. The area was gorgeous (even if the weather wasn’t!) and we ended up staying the night and then taking a leisurely drive home this morning, stopping for a late breakfast at the Bluebird Cafe in Ukiah.
There’s just something about small town diners that gets me every time. I could totally imagine a varsity football team coming here after practice for burgers and shakes, or a family making this their weekly brunch destination. The interior of the diner was cute and decorated in old timey signs and newspaper clippings, but the real thing that caught my eye was this:
Any diner that makes homemade pastries is an instant win in my book. Even better was the fact that they deliver a basket of them straight to your table right when you sit down!
This was one of those times.
I actually didn’t eat that cinnamon roll–I opted instead for the spiral raspberry danish that fell apart in sweet, buttery sheets in my mouth. What more can I say?
For my meal itself (although I could have made a meal just out of the bread basket), I chose the Bluebird Benedict but without the hollandaise sauce.
I’m not a big fan of hollandaise. I think it’s because it made me cry in culinary school when it kept breaking during a practical exam…but that’s another post for another time.
The homefries were delicious as well!
Even though I sort of feel like a stuffed sausage right now, it was worth it. I just might need to do a few extra lunges across my living room to fit into my jeans tonight.