A Taste of Heaven
John and I love food.
That is the understatement of the year.
I am finding that I am becoming more adventurous in my palette. I will ask for suggestions from the wait staff and actually listen to them and surprising enough, its been great! So, it was no different this weekend when John and I did our normal anniversary celebration and spent the night at Ross Bridge. Instead of getting out and going to Panera Bread for breakfast, like we normally do, we went with the suggestion of some friends, and ate at the restaurant in the hotel. John got the buffet, which I must say, looked like a feast and had my heart not told me to push through and order from the menu, I totally would have craved and ate my weight in breakfast potato patties. One of the hardest things I have ever done was to walk past the omelet station. They had fresh prosciutto for cryin’ out loud!
Anyway, the Lemon Souffle Pancakes came highly recommended from Steven. I’ll be honest, I had my doubts when I came through the buffet area.
John was already finished eating by the time my pancakes came around. The chef hadn’t been happy with the way they were rising. They looked like a thin pancake topped with powdered sugar with raspberry syrup on the side. By the way, I must say, that the only raspberry or strawberry flavored syrup that I have ever had was from IHOP, and I almost didn’t put it on there because that syrup is so gross (I apologize if that is your favorite syrup). Anyway, the pancakes were very hot but, OH. MY. WORD. They melted in my mouth. It was pure heaven. The lemon in the pancake was so slight and mixed perfectly with the raspberry syrup. I told John it was like food art. Who comes up with this stuff?!!? It was the highlight of my weekend.
I also did what any self respecting blogger would do.. I took a picture to share with y’all. I didn’t want to any of these pancakes to go to waste. They were too good to have to go to the garbage. THEY. WERE. THAT. GOOD.
The moral of the story is, if you are ever in the Birmingham area, stay at Ross Bridge and eat the restaurant, Brock’s for breakfast and if you have a great hubby like mine, then he will sneak you some grits and breakfast potato cakes.