A couple weeks ago Justin and I treated ourselves to a Sunday brunch at the Cheshire Inn, which is just a couple blocks away from our house. Sometimes going out for breakfast is even better than going out for dinner, because then you have the whole day ahead of you and you've already indulged in a little outing. That way, you don't have to feel guilty about spending your fifth weekend in a row at home ;)
First, the biscuits. These came out free, like rolls at dinner. They were flaky and warm, served with a side of strawberry jam and butter. I could've eaten about 10 of these for breakfast alone.
I got the eggs benedict with the in-house smoked salmon. The kicker was that instead of an English muffin, it was served atop a super crunchy and creamy potato pancake (my Irish blood is swooning). The hollandaise had dill in it, which offered the perfect compliment. On the side, a little sauteed spinach to make it really savory.
Justin got the prime rib hash with potatoes, poached egg, and horseradish hollandaise. Served on the side, a little cup of au jus. This was also a winner, but probably could've benefited from a few more potatoes and a little less sauce. Still, it didn't stop us from snarfing it like champs.
|If you look closely, you can see Justin's fork hovering impatiently over his breakfast like a hungry bird of prey.|