Breakfast Pie at Left Fork Grill...

Left Fork Grill, 68 W. 3500 S., Salt Lake City, UT

Since it was closed on Monday, Susan and I decided to go here on Tuesday. I've read about this place like a million times (on UrbanSpoon when I lock in "breakfast" it brings it up every time). It used to be called Kramer's Diner, and I went there once back then but wasn't overly impressed. When we arrived, the first thing Susan noticed were the (homemade-looking) pies cooling on the countertop. She asked our server if the pies were made fresh daily and indeed they were. Our server was very friendly, very chatty, and raved about the food with conviction that was undeniably sincere.
We looked over the menu and decided on our picks: Susan ordered the biscuits and gravy with eggs and homemade sausage.


Susan loved it. I tried and also was impressed. The gravy had a hint of tanginess in the background - we think it was made with buttermilk. So good.
I've been addicted to eggs benedict lately (not even kidding, I eat it like once a week and have for probably 3 months now...), so that seemed like the natural choice for me. Of course, I got cheese on my hashbrowns, because that's what I do.

This was the first time I'd been asked how I wanted my eggs poached. As someone who is anti under-poached eggs, I jumped at the chance to tell her I wanted just a little bit of runny yolk. Everything was perfectly cooked and totally tasty.
Towards the end of our meal, Susan decided she wanted a piece of blueberry pie. Did she want it heated? Yes. With a scoop of vanilla? (Smile-frown, nod).

I don't consider myself much of a pie person (I actually consider myself NOT a pie person), but even at 2-days old, this pie would convert me to pie-loving.
All in all, this is a great value for the money. The staff made us feel like part of the fam, the food was fantastic and all home-made, and the atmosphere was fun. This may become my new pre-work breakfast destination (if I can manage to get up on time!)

Four great breakfasts in a row! (But here's just one!)

This past weekend (Tuesdays count as a weekend when they follow a Monday off, right?) I had four extremely tasty blog-worthy breakfasts in a row. The first two will only be mentioned in passing, because I've already blogged about them (see Ruth's Diner and Eggs in the City).

Monday, I made Carly get up and go run errands with me, even though it was her sleep-in-do-laundry-study-hard day. Our first stop was going to be at this place about which I've read rave reviews, but alas, it was closed. On our way to SouthTowne Mall to return some items I didn't want to return at my regular store, we drove to this place I used to work by. I'd never heard anything about this place, but had driven past/seen it a zillion times. This place is "Britton's" Every time I've seen it I've thought, "You sound like you're from lay-uhn!!!" It was completely packed (at 1 in the afternoon), completely freezing, and there was a perfect mix of patronage (from old couples to families, to kids in their 20's who had huge dreadlocks).
694 Union Square
Sandy, UT

Now normally I won't blog about any lunch items ordered by my cohorts, but Carly excepted my rule. She ordered a burger but replaced the fries with hashbrowns with cheese.

Since she ordered her burger with American, they just threw two slabs of American on her hashbrowns and called it good. I just laughed. The burger had raw-ish garlic (which she loved and I didn't), but she totally dug on the hashbrowns.
After much deliberation, I went with the cordon bleu omelet. This proved to be wise. I also ordered cheese on my hash browns (they put cheddar on mine - Well played, Britton. Well played.)

It was gooey, it was delicious, and I will be coming back here.

Bad, bad blogger

I feel like I should be wearing a crimson-colored "B" on my chest for claiming to be a breakfast junkie and, having taken on the endeavor of documenting my finds on the blogosphere, being so utterly neglectful. I'm an excuse-hater, but my explanation for being so neglectful is this: I've been neglecting weekend breakfasts altogether, have been feasting at places I've blogged before, and have been frequenting "The Original Pancake House", which is against my blogging criteria (it being a national chain and all). So here's the deal...I'm making only one promise from here on out, and here it is: I blog only when I have material about which to blog.