I am the ultimate creature of habit when it comes to breakfast food. I guess it started in late high school — eating breakfast with friends or family at The Rising Loafer in Danville (I think most of my friends would agree with its low Yelp rating, but for whatever reason I loved their eggs Benedict and homemade bread).
The obsession continued throughout college and I got to a point recently where I realized that it’s been literally 7 or 8 years since I’ve ordered anything other than “eggs benny” from a breakfast or brunch menu (as long as the restaurant has it — though I’ll rarely go to brunch at restaurants that don’t).
The picture above is how it turned out…I realize it’s not beautiful but I chose to kind of douse my plate in Hollandaise, despite realizing how much effing butter goes into that stuff…
Bon appetit!
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