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.
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...
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.