New Restaurant: Paul
A new breakfast place has opened down the street from our house. I discovered it one day on a walk back from getting my hair cut. It was full of very stylish looking people: people wearing all black, carrying big purses, peering through fancy sunglasses and smoking. And it was packed, PACKED. Hmm, I said. What is this? "This" turned out to be a Parisian(esque) bakery and cafe.
Now, I am too old for long waits at restaurants and have little patience for smoke filled rooms. But I like eating breakfast out on Saturdays. And I like fancy sunglasses and wearing black. Sooooo. Perhaps it was worth a try.
We arrived early in the morning, before the night owls rolled out of bed and began lining up outside. We were seated right away, and they even had a baby chair. The menu was limited, but the food was AWESOME. Gioia had yogurt, a hard boiled egg and oranges. Chris and I had crispy/ chewy french baguettes and cheese eggs. All simple food, but insanely fresh and well prepared. And no one was smoking at 8:30 am. Bonus.
Must go back. Must definitely go back.