I don't have the best camera - I may be one of the few food bloggers out there who don't have a gigantic SLR with a blinding, seizure causing flash. I have a dinky Canon Powershot point and click that doesn't even have a view finder. Sometimes the photos turn out gorgeous and sometimes the photos turn out to be a blurry mess. Unfortunately on my first visit to Chez Edgar the photos were lack luster, not a true depiction of the food we were served. Luckily it wasn't hard to convince the boyfriend that we needed to return a week later and do it all over again.
On our first trip to Chez Edgar I had two cappuccinos, both frothy and delicious. This time, already being overloaded with caffeine, I opted for the smoothie. It arrived in a plastic container which was odd considering how the rest of the table wear seems so carefully chosen but clearly it was premade and the plastic is just an easy way to store/serve it. It was creamy, full of berry goodness and gave me the natural pick up I needed after having a rough day at work.
We then carefully decided on our lunch - Dima chose the Huevos Rancheros which he saw me eat on our last visit. It arrived looking much the same: eggs with beans, tomatoes and cheese baked in a tortilla basket. He spent a lot of time deciding on how he should eat it. Should he cut it apart and eat it peice by peice therefore getting a piece of tortilla in every bite? Or should he eat the inside of the basket and save the tortilla for last? Eventually he decided that the latter was obviously the way it should be eaten and my piece by piece way was very wrong. He smiled when he finished the last bite, clearly satisfied with the meal and his chosen method of eating.
For my lunch I chose the Pain Doré (French toast). Dima had a fantastic view of Marysol (chef and owner) preparing our lunch and once he saw the tower of toast with baked apples, dripping with maple syrup, sausage and a cute crown on top he said that mine looked really good. I detected a note of jealousy. It was super good though, the French toast and apples were delicious together and I enjoyed dipping my sausage in the left over maple syrup. We did have to fight over the crown which was a combination of maple syrup, bacon and orange. Eventually I gave in and let him have half.
Once you finish your meal and you get up to pay your bill you're confronted with all kinds of house made desserts. The last time we went we left with two, maybe three containers full of different things we wanted to try and we spent the weekend evenings watching TV and fighting over who would get what. This time we still couldn't leave without a dessert or two and we took home some of the famed bacon brioche and some mini cheesecakes. Of course, I couldn't resist and had a mini cupcake just before the we drove home.
Even though I don't have to go back to take more photos I know I'm going to return to Chez Edgar and try more of Marysol's creations. I'll probably even go for breakfast on my day off so I can finally snatch one of those mega muffins. Chez Edgar is a place for people who love food, it's also a place where you can sit down, soak up the whimsy and just relax while sipping on a perfect coffee.
