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Review: The Terrace Cafe, Venice Beach, California

Review: The Terrace Cafe, Venice Beach, California

If you've been following along, you may have noticed the last few reviews have been a little further afield than the typical breakfast stomping grounds of Halifax.

That's because I was on vacation—and that means time for leisurely breakfasts. Or breakfasts for lunch as is the case here.

After a whirlwind few days in Vegas, I retreated to the tranquil weirdness of my favourite place on earth—Venice Beach.

 That view tho...

That view tho...

Most mornings I hit up the local coffee place—Neighborhood Bru, an Airstream converted into a cafe mid-way between my AirBnB and the beach—for a deadly almond milk cappuccino and some kind of delicious pastry. I would then consume said coffee and pastry while sitting on a nearly empty white sand beach. Tough life.

But on my last day, I burned off my pastry ripping up and down the boardwalk on two wheels, so I needed something a little more substantial. 

My entire trip had been very planned out food-wise—eating well is essential to an excellent vacation experience. So I decided to pocket my phone and just let the wind take me someplace for lunch. That's how I ended up at The Terrace Cafe. 

Ok so, more like the wind and the fact they were still serving breakfast...which happened to include eggs benny...

 Note my discarded pile o' ham.

Note my discarded pile o' ham.

At any rate, I ordered a Guinness (since no vacation breakfast/lunch is complete without a Guinness), some eggs benny and sat back and enjoyed the sunshine. 

Was it the best eggs benny? Nope. Was it even the one I ordered? Nope to that too (I ordered Florentine, I got back bacon/ham). Did that matter? Not really. Because sometimes a meal is about more than just how the food tastes. It's about the experience and the surroundings. It was about the sunshine I was basking in. The salt air and sound of the waves in the background. That feeling of complete and utter freedom that can only come from being alone in a different city with the whole day ahead of you to do whatever you please. 

And for those reasons, this was a pretty damn tasty lunch.

 

 

 

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