The Manimal and I went to Austin this weekend to visit Jesus for the big holiday (Passover) and despite the whole anti-leavening-agent aspect of the week, we indulged in some sweet-ass gingerbread pancakes at the Magnolia. Sacrelicious. Then, upon the recommendation of some burger-craving crazies (I have my doubts as to the extent of their sobriety), we opted the next morn to branch out from the Magnolia's unholy offerings and dine at the Stars Cafe, as it is known in the Day's Inn parking lot, or Star Seeds, as it is known inside the place. Forewarning: This cafe should offer in lieu of a requisite height sign, a la the Gravitron, a sign with a prerequisite coolness quotient ("Must be at least THIS hip to eat omelettes herein" or "Must wear at least 67% black leather at all times to enter" or, "If you've had a haircut recently, don't bother"). I walked in wearing tennis shoes and I can't express the shame I felt in blog format.
But, as long as you meet the standards, in the Star Seeds cafe, you will find what can only be described as "some large ass breakfast tacos." I guess I could describe them more...uh, descriptively than that but I'm still suffering from heartburn induced by my Sunbow breakfast plate. Jesus ordered one of the aforedescribed (albeit poorly) tacos and was rendered speechless (which, if you've ever hung out with the savior, you know is nothing short of miraculous). The Lord also appreciated the fact that there were so many vegetarian options available.
Another bonus of the Star Seeds, besides the fact that the hipness even oozed from their crackly stereo system, was the wall decor. Art pieces by what I can only imagine are the hottest young artists of the Austin-area, depicting super-IN topics such as how the Man is oppressing us and how all the latest wars are simply a byproduct of the Man's oppression and also how bikinis were invented by the Man as a way of oppressing women. It was good early-morning contemplation fodder. You know, the kind of stuff that really makes you feel oppressed before you've even had your morning 'ccino.
So, the Main Idea? Those burger-craving crazies are friggin' cool, yo. I would have never thought to look in a motel parking lot to find true breakfast salvation.
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Monday, April 12, 2004
Sunday, March 28, 2004
Oh, the places we'll go...
Here are the top ten places that we will go to breakfast if you're visiting me in Dallas, TX:
1. Cafe Brazil-I can't let anyone subject themselves to Dallas without a well-deserved reward of Chorizo Avocado omelets or Fruity PanCrepes. Plus, there's a coffee bar. How often does one enjoy all the comforts of a bar at 8 in the morning?
2. Breadwinners- We will go to the new location of this restaurant on Lover's Lane and Inwood and we will indulge in overpriced mimosas and Miguel's eggs. Then, we will buy a pecan sticky bun and live off of its adhesive nectar for weeks on end (possibly in the woods!)
3. Angela's Cafe- I just love it when old ladies call me hon' whilst they pour me mug upon mug of diner coffee. And, I looooves me some tacos on the breakfast menu, just to keep the option open.
4. Panera Bread- I don't even care that this place is a chain. We will have blueberry bagels and raspberry cream cheese and we shall rejoice in the existence of carbohydrates.
5. The donut place next to Holy Smokes where they give you free donut holes while you're deciding what you want- 'nuff said.
6. Magnolia Cafe- I don't give a shit if we have to drive all the way to Austin to get us some damn breakfast, I WANT GINGERBREAD PANCAKES AND I WANT 'EM NOW!
7. Kathleen's Art Cafe- The walls say artsy and the prices say "we only cater to rich people," but I'm listening anyway. They give you free blueberry thingies while you wait for your we're-too-good-for-omelets-style eggs.
8. La Madeleine- I would like the strawberry crepes, please, with a dozen of them crow-sants on the side.
9. Metro Diner- I like my runny eggs with a side of feminism...or biscuits.
10. Celebrity Cafe- Because by the time you've visited me long enough for ten consecutive breakfasts together, perhaps the mediocrity of Celebrity will serve as impetus to git yer ass back home.
1. Cafe Brazil-I can't let anyone subject themselves to Dallas without a well-deserved reward of Chorizo Avocado omelets or Fruity PanCrepes. Plus, there's a coffee bar. How often does one enjoy all the comforts of a bar at 8 in the morning?
2. Breadwinners- We will go to the new location of this restaurant on Lover's Lane and Inwood and we will indulge in overpriced mimosas and Miguel's eggs. Then, we will buy a pecan sticky bun and live off of its adhesive nectar for weeks on end (possibly in the woods!)
3. Angela's Cafe- I just love it when old ladies call me hon' whilst they pour me mug upon mug of diner coffee. And, I looooves me some tacos on the breakfast menu, just to keep the option open.
4. Panera Bread- I don't even care that this place is a chain. We will have blueberry bagels and raspberry cream cheese and we shall rejoice in the existence of carbohydrates.
5. The donut place next to Holy Smokes where they give you free donut holes while you're deciding what you want- 'nuff said.
6. Magnolia Cafe- I don't give a shit if we have to drive all the way to Austin to get us some damn breakfast, I WANT GINGERBREAD PANCAKES AND I WANT 'EM NOW!
7. Kathleen's Art Cafe- The walls say artsy and the prices say "we only cater to rich people," but I'm listening anyway. They give you free blueberry thingies while you wait for your we're-too-good-for-omelets-style eggs.
8. La Madeleine- I would like the strawberry crepes, please, with a dozen of them crow-sants on the side.
9. Metro Diner- I like my runny eggs with a side of feminism...or biscuits.
10. Celebrity Cafe- Because by the time you've visited me long enough for ten consecutive breakfasts together, perhaps the mediocrity of Celebrity will serve as impetus to git yer ass back home.
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