Elmer's Cafe let me down once. And I'll never forgive it.
It was the great breakfast hike of 2009. There was an aftershow party for a performance of Macbeth I'd been involved in, and we had adjourned to a cast member's house after the post-post-show celebrations ended (READ: after the restaurant owner had kicked us out at 3am). The cast member's house was at the top of Allensbank Road. We had our fun and, she eventually persuaded the last four of us to get the Hell out at almost 9am.
"I KNOW!" I said, with all the energy of the alcoholic, "Let's go to Elmer's! For breakfast!" Somehow I managed to not fall in the road and get run over by a passing heavy load vehicle.
9am, Sunday morning. Elmer was asleep and he wasn't getting out of bed for anything at such an obscene time in the AM. Instead, we were left to wander dejectedly down to AJs on City Road. I say dejectedly. It actually went like this:
"Elmer's is closed. Let's go to bed." said Ana, my friend.
"I KNOW!" I said, completely undeflated, and still managing to not fall in the road, "LET'S GO TO AJ's!"
AJ's was closed. I don't know how I survived the walk home. I seem to remember hands around my throat....
When Elmer's doesn't betray you, however, the food is eminently serviceable for the post-drink refuel. read more