My mom is one of my favorite people on the whole planet, and I’m not saying that just because she carried me inside of her for 9 miserable months. I’m saying it because she’s smart, funny, and just generally fun and awesome to be related to.
I’m lucky enough to have her around this weekend, and since she was kind enough to fly cross-country to see me I’m trying to return the favor by showing her all the fabulous pieces of San Diego that she missed on her last trip out here. We’ve had dinner in Little Italy, cartwheeled through dog beach (OK, I cartwheeled, she photographed), and this morning we met my closest circle of girlfriends for brunch at The Great Maple in University Heights.
Now, I’d heard that this place was good, but that doesn’t do it justice. We had to wait about 20 minutes for a table and we spent the whole time salivating over the meals other patrons were enjoying. Literally everything looked amazing, but one thing stood out as being particularly spectacular.
Feast your eyes on these babies:
Bacon Maple Glazed Donuts. And I can confirm that they’re every bit as warm, gooey, salty, and delicious as you want them to be. We ordered some to share as an appetizer (yes, breakfast appetizer… don’t judge).
As we were savoring these gooey pieces of Nirvana, this plank-o-goodness made it’s rounds. It’s like dim sum, where they just bring it ’round the restaurant offering some to every table. Ashley’s excitement over these blueberry scones is clearly visible, and after stealing a nibble I couldn’t blame her. They were some of the best scones I’ve ever tasted- not even slightly dry or bland.
Then our entrees arrived. Mom and I split chilaquiles, which she’d never had before. They’re kind of like breakfast nachos, with crisp tortillas, chorizo, and salsa. They were delicious, but even between the two of us we could barely make a dent in this heaping dish!
As we were getting ready to leave, they came around with another pastry board. This time it was malt ball donuts, which looked simply divine. It was with deep regret that I had to pass on these, but there’s only so much a stomach can hold.
I don’t throw around superlatives lightly, but I think it’s fair to say that my old favorite breakfast place has been dethroned. If you’re ever in San Diego, “Do-nut” miss this place!!