That's right, I detoured in my food of choice. And all because of a picture.
You see, I'm a sucker for restaurants that put pictures of items in the columns of the menu. Nine times out of ten my eyes persuade my taste buds that they want what's in the picture.
I'm a pretty usual breakfaster. I mean, I know what I like, and I like knowing that what I get is healthy. Unfortunately, this particular item I glanced at took up the entire front page of the menu. And it looked good! Not the I'll eat it, and love it, and love myself for eating it kind of good; rather, the holy-crickets-this-is-gonna-taste-great-but-go-so-fast-to-my-thighs-that-i'll-walk-out-of-here-like-a-penguin kind.
See what I mean?
It's from Mimi's Cafe, and it's their new Cinnamon Brioche French Toast. So of course I ordered it.
Since I was having breakfast with my sister before I left to start my drive back to California, we both splurged. She ordered the Blueberry Stuffed French Toast and a Coffee Freeze.
Her drink order was a mystery to me. I quirked my brow at her and sipped my already-arrived coffee--which, by the way, was in the cutest coffee mug!
Please, don't judge! I have a thing for coffee cups/mugs; and I must say that my collection is quite impressive. My mother, however, would say otherwise. When I saw and picked up this cup, though, it had the perfect curve, and it was so simple. Anyway moving on...
I was drinking my coffee when her drink showed up. And then my cute coffee cup and I got a little jealous...
Okay, well...not jealous of that oh-so-attractive brain freeze picture, but we were jealous of the tasty cold beverage in the tall, slender glass.
So of course I ordered one for myself.
It was about this time...maybe five seconds after this picture was taken...that I realized I was beginning to look like a certain high school red-head that I know who once had a picture taken with a rather impressive collection of drinks in front of her.
And then when my sister and I realized that our meals came with another drink, we couldn't help but laugh at the 7 glasses on a table set for 2.
We tried out hardest to finish our beverages, but that cute little coffee mug that I was so impressed with at the get-go got so over-shadowed by it's more exotic relation that...sigh...I didn't finish it.
And the food? Well, my Nonnie always quotes my great-grandmother when she says, "My eyes are bigger than my stomach." I'd say that this quote definitely applied in this situation. The food went home with my sis one of those classy styrofoam boxes, and we walked--scratch that--waddled out of the restaurant happy, but uncomfortable.
It was a fun and delicious detour, but I think I appreciate my regular little coffee shop and breakfast routine a lot more because I don't waddle out after I eat there. Although I have to say, I wouldn't mind if they started making those coffee freeze things. (Coffee. Freeze. Not frozen coffee. I got laughed at a lot by my sister for that one. I just couldn't remember the name!)
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