Boy … am I hungry. It's been weeks since our last post, mainly because we don't love you anymore. It's not us, it's you. You got … ya know … clingy.
Wow … I was totally just joshing you. You should have seen the look on your face … you were all like … crying and everything. Okay, this is getting as weird for me as it must be for you. But seriously, you miss me? You hungry? You ready for the return of the GRUB? Well too bad … because here she comes …
And what better way to make a comeback than a two time suggested GRUB spot? … The Griddle Cafe. Our Grub-buddy John B., of Good Grub fame the likes of Prizzi's and The Oaks Gourmet, was the original GRUB-suggestor … but it was our other Grub-mate Alexis S. who demanded that we hit it up … now. And who are we to withhold deliciousness from the masses? So we put on our Grub face and set sail for Sunset Blvd.
A good sign for any great eatery … line is out the door. Check. There's a guy free styling with a boom box for tips … um, check? There are giant pancakes the size of a small kiddy pool … triple CHECK! Let's take a moment to revel in the miracle that is the pancake. For starters … it's a freaking cake. Second off, unlike a traditional cake, people don't look at your funny when you order it breakfast. We went for the Golden Brick Road … lions, and tigers, and butterscotch … oh yeah. Spilling over the edges of a giant plate, these bad boys are dangerous. Loaded up with caramel, butterscotch, and walnuts … it's impossible not to freak out (see picture below) while eating these fluffy, decadent circles of joy.
If pancakes weren't enough … we also tossed in some "Peanut Bubba" Crunchy French Toast and "Kicking and Screaming" Breakfast Tacos. Sorry, did we just lose you … yes, "Peanut Bubba" Crunchy French Toast … let the little kid inside of you completely lose your mind and dig into these Nutter Butter dipped slices of glory. Take that Frenchie! U.S.A … U.S.A … U.S.A! But we couldn't let this glutinous feast end there, so we also dived into the aforementioned "Kicking and Screaming" Breakfast Tacos. Forget the breakfast burrito … it's taco's time to dominate the morning. Loaded onto some seriously tasty, fresh, warm tortillas goes a medley of eggs, pico de gallo, and avocado.
I don't know if it was the sugar high we were on from the rest of our meal, but I could have just gone on eating … and eating … and eating. Okay, I'm still there right now … tell my family I'll miss them. But seriously, this place was something else. So hit up the Griddle Cafe … but be warned … as the tears stream down your cheeks as you microwave a bowl of oatmeal ... breakfast will never be the same.
Wow … I was totally just joshing you. You should have seen the look on your face … you were all like … crying and everything. Okay, this is getting as weird for me as it must be for you. But seriously, you miss me? You hungry? You ready for the return of the GRUB? Well too bad … because here she comes …
And what better way to make a comeback than a two time suggested GRUB spot? … The Griddle Cafe. Our Grub-buddy John B., of Good Grub fame the likes of Prizzi's and The Oaks Gourmet, was the original GRUB-suggestor … but it was our other Grub-mate Alexis S. who demanded that we hit it up … now. And who are we to withhold deliciousness from the masses? So we put on our Grub face and set sail for Sunset Blvd.
A good sign for any great eatery … line is out the door. Check. There's a guy free styling with a boom box for tips … um, check? There are giant pancakes the size of a small kiddy pool … triple CHECK! Let's take a moment to revel in the miracle that is the pancake. For starters … it's a freaking cake. Second off, unlike a traditional cake, people don't look at your funny when you order it breakfast. We went for the Golden Brick Road … lions, and tigers, and butterscotch … oh yeah. Spilling over the edges of a giant plate, these bad boys are dangerous. Loaded up with caramel, butterscotch, and walnuts … it's impossible not to freak out (see picture below) while eating these fluffy, decadent circles of joy.
If pancakes weren't enough … we also tossed in some "Peanut Bubba" Crunchy French Toast and "Kicking and Screaming" Breakfast Tacos. Sorry, did we just lose you … yes, "Peanut Bubba" Crunchy French Toast … let the little kid inside of you completely lose your mind and dig into these Nutter Butter dipped slices of glory. Take that Frenchie! U.S.A … U.S.A … U.S.A! But we couldn't let this glutinous feast end there, so we also dived into the aforementioned "Kicking and Screaming" Breakfast Tacos. Forget the breakfast burrito … it's taco's time to dominate the morning. Loaded onto some seriously tasty, fresh, warm tortillas goes a medley of eggs, pico de gallo, and avocado.
I don't know if it was the sugar high we were on from the rest of our meal, but I could have just gone on eating … and eating … and eating. Okay, I'm still there right now … tell my family I'll miss them. But seriously, this place was something else. So hit up the Griddle Cafe … but be warned … as the tears stream down your cheeks as you microwave a bowl of oatmeal ... breakfast will never be the same.
7916 Sunset Blvd Los Angeles, CA |
