Because I am sooooo alliterate.
But enough about you, let’s talk about me.
Whenever my family tries to arrange a plan to meet for something that celebrates my father (i.e. his birthday, Father’s Day, the anniversary of that time he shot down an enemy aircraft and saved countless lives including the President only to find out later it never happened at all and he wasn’t even in the military but we continue to celebrate it anyway …like Columbus Day), we invariably have to find a restaurant that serves as much food in one visit as possible. You know, because he’s diabetic.
And when the All-You-Can-Eat buffets turn us away because we descend looking like we are about to do some serious damage at the chocolate dessert fountain, we have to find alternative places that have menus and enforce some semblance of control for the out-of-control.
So we’d often go to Mimi’s Cafe. Because my Dad loves their liver and onions.
Except that Mimi’s has recently completely re-vamped their menu to be more French. (So no more Chinese Chicken Salad either.) In fact, they have brought in real French Culinary Chef type people to up the ante and the food. And then they brought in a few of us bloggers the other day to try the new food.
And it was pretty darn good. And pretty darn French.
Have you tried the new menu yet? They just rolled out the new lunch and dinner menu last week.
And we got a sneak preview of the desserts that aren’t coming out for a while, but OMG apple and bacon waffles????? And cream cheese-stuffed strawberry ones as well?
Crikey! How does one waddle out of a French Fest with dignity, exactly?
The real question is, what is my father going to order now that the liver and onions are no longer on the menu? And neither is the meatloaf, for you change-hating carnivores out there.
I guess we’ll have to see, because after this recent sampling (read: stuffing to the gills), I’m going to have to insist we all go there, liver and onions, or no liver and onions.
Maybe you should try the crazy ass “Le Burger de Madame” which is huge and includes a fried egg in it’s beautiful pile of awesome and did I mention that I tried the mussels and there was this baguette/apricot chutney/brie appetizer that rocked and the pumpkin bisque and this can’t be good for your diabetes, but we are talking French Cooking people!
There is no way (NO WAY!) I can come here all the time and respect myself in the morning.
So anyway, who wants to meet me for lunch tomorrow?