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We walked to our neighborhood haunt Angelique Cafe this morning for a late 11:30 breakfast. I love sitting outside there. I like to pretend I'm in Paris instead of dingy downtown L.A.
After perusing the menu, I was going to order the eggs benedict, and Mr. Monkey planned to get a ham and cheese crepe.
I got my usual marocainne omelet ($8.95), which has merguez sausage and ratatouille in it. Always solid and enjoyable.
Mr. Monkey's side of homemade breakfast sausages ($3.95) were to die for -- beautifully charred and bursting with juiciness.
The real star today, though, was the French toast ($10.95) that Mr. Monkey selected. It's a good thing we always trade midway. French baguettes perfectly egged up and pan fried, swimming in a sinful melange of syrup and strawberry sauce, accompanied by fresh strawberries and bananas, and dusted with confectioner's sugar -- incredible!
We enjoyed every single bite. Of everything.
Good ol' Monsieur Julius witnessed our gluttony.
At least we walked to and from the cafe.
On an unrelated note, I am absolutely loving this new point-and-shoot. So perfect for stuff like this!