Eating San Diego: Snooze
I wish there was a job in existence where I could just tell people what to order at my favorite restaurants. Can I get paid for that? Can I just be Anthony Bourdain already? No? Oh… okay.
Anyone who follows me on the @instagrams knows that I’m at Snooze damn near every weekend.
For my inexperienced Snoozers, here are some helpful hints:
You can get a half order of anything on the menu. First timers, take advantage of this and order a half order of the left side of the menu.
Mix + Match
You can mix and match your eggs benedicts. Can’t decide between the salmon lox or the chilaquiles benedicts? Get one of each!
I personally prefer a savory breakfast vs. a sweet one, but then I get half way through my savory and wish I got something sweet. Please do yourself a favor and get a pancake flight to share. Highly recommend the Sweet Potato, Peanut Butter Cup and Coffee + Donut pancakes. I recommend them so highly that I demand this be your order for your first pancake flight. You can be fancy your next trip. Just listen to me here.
I know I just hyped the shit outta the pancakes, but the french toast…. the FRENCH TOAST. Pssst… remember that “half order” thing I was talking about earlier? I think a half order of their OMG French Toast should be mandatory… mandatory in that “groups of 6 or more will be automatically charged 18% gratuity” way. It’s amaze. The coconut sets it off, and how can you go wrong with mascarpone cheese? FYI: YOU CAN’T
The Morning Marg is my favorite. Ask for it spicy. You’re welcome.
Love their mimosas as well. But I actually kind of hate their regular drip coffee :X My bad, Snooze. My bad.
Other than the previously mentioned chilaquiles, I also recommend the Snooze Spuds Deluxe. Let’s backtrack… their hashbrowns are crack-laced. The Spuds Deluxe is all hashbrown errrthang, with your choice of mix-ins (I like chorizo and portabella mushroom). Ask for a side of the smoked cheddar hollandaise. You’re welcome. Also, the chilaquiles benedict is everything. If I were standing in front of you right now, I’d lower my glasses, grab your shoulders, look you dead in the eye and say “The Chilaquiles Benedict Is Everything” with every bit of seriousness available in my body.