Snooze

Anyone who doesn't think the food at Snooze is delicious needs to get the taste buds checked. Really!

With that said. If you want to eat here you will have to wait. It's just that simple, and you need to get over it. Patience is a virtue, and good things happen to those who wait, so suck it up, buster. Here's what you do, go put your name down, go run some errands for 1.25 hrs, and come back five minutes before they told you to. Chances are you'll be seated pronto, and in the meantime you've worked up a healthy appetite.

I have been to Snooze about four times, and every time I have had phenomenal service by some very fun/flamboyant waiters, amazing food, and yummy brunch cocktails. Again good things happen to those who wait, so don't begrudge them if service is a little slow. They're busy; enjoy your morning!

My favorites thus far have been (in no particular order), steak and eggs benedict served with smokey and savory poblano peppers, doused in homemade hollandaise. I don't even like hollandaise and I could drink this stuff from a gallon jug. Pineapple upside-down pancake topped with sumptuous creme anglais and cinnamon/ginger butter--delicious as an appetizer (why don't we always have those at breakfast?). The creme de la cream, however, is the breakfast sandwich. Made with eggs, swiss cheese, regular or french toast (duh, french), your choice of breakfast meat (duh, sausage), and your choice of dipping sauce (duh, homemade house raspberry jam--order extra jam, trust me). Here's what you do: cut off bite of sandwich making sure you have all 5 layers (french toast, cheese, egg, sausage, french toast) and slather it with a healthy dose of the jam. That perfect bite is better than sex. I'm not kidding. To top it all off you also get a side of hash browns which are divine with a little bit of ketchup. This sandwich is not the flashiest thing on the menu, but it is unreal.

If you go to Snooze with a few friends, I recommend doing what my friends and I like to call a "Benediction." Everyone orders a full order of one of the several styles of eggs benedict (when they have it, try the pulled pork benedict on corn bread), and then you need to get a side of pancakes (cause you need something sweet). Then everyone gets an extra plate upon which they put half of their portion. You pass all the plates around so that every gets to try each incredible eggs benedict concoction. That's how we do in D-Town.

As for cocktails: their bloody mary's are entirely homemade, and the secret ingredient is Marmite. Hair of the dog, anyone?