Babystacks

I just don’t understand.  I mean, I just really don’t.  I’ve gone to so many breakfast places here in Vegas and none of them seem capable of offering something painfully delicious.  Clearly I am on the wrong road of breakfast foods.  <sigh>  I just thought, besides going to the over priced spots, I could find that fun, mom and pop spot that all the locals know about and the food is always good.  WELL, haven’t found it…which is very sad.

(M) wanted to go Babystacks, a place that was on my foodie list.  Here’s the deal, I already went, but forgot lol.  (S) and I went two months ago and it was just ok.  I was not impressed with anything and clearly the memory of the establishment was a blur.

We walk towards the building.  “I’m so excited, can’t wait to try the french toast” I share with (S).

She agrees with a huge smile and begins listing her pancake options.

“Oh, she’s here!” someone shares across the table.

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Rations at my Residence

We all do it, make breakfast at home.  Some meals turn out great, while others…complete fail.   Sometimes there’s time to cook, other times not.  Regardless of your reasoning with seasoning <chuckle>, here’s a Run-down of some Random Rations at my Residence.

Seasoned pasta with spinach and red sauce topped with an egg and sprinkled with pepper and cheddar cheese.

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Oatmeal is great for lowering cholesterol.  I prefer mine with brown sugar, almond milk and any dried or fresh fruit available.  This bowl contains raisins 🙂

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Finally made it to Cinnaholic

We were driving and driving.  D happened to be in town.  The original objective was to seek out fried Twinkies and Oreos, but to our surprise Mermaids went out of business.  “Well this sucks,” I shared out loud while seeking for other venues offering the same pathetic goodness.  So now we all know that as of June 2017 there are NO MORE FRIED TWINKIES in downtown Las Vegas!!! Horrible news, just horrible.

“Well, so now what?” D was basically asking.

Thinking quickly on my feet, “Hey, do you like cinnamon rolls?”  Mind you, I keep a sugar log of places I must try and Cinnaholic was on it.  From what I understood, it was basically Cinnabon and Yogurtland fused together…I was right.

We continued back on the dusty road, but this time to seek out these rolls of yeast with varied frosting and toppings.  The northern/west location we visited was under contraction, but still open for business.  We weren’t too sure at first.  The outside didn’t look so welcoming, but the inside was clean while in its transitional stages.

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Greeted by the display case once you enter, you are soon drawn to the cinnamon roll creations to choose from.

“Oh boy, what’s that one?”

“Hey, check that one out!”

“<hmm> I don’t know about peanut butter and jelly?”

 

If none of the pre-made items move you, you can continue down the counter picking and pointing at the varied frosting and topping selections posted on the wall to explore.  A few of the frostings included banana, cherry, maple, pina colada and butter pecan.  Toppings ranged from almonds, brownie bites, pie crumble, pretzels to strawberry jam.  Sure, it can be overwhelming, but nonetheless satisfying. IMG_4244.JPG

“So, do you all hate cinnamon rolls?” I ask out loud to all the employees.  Together they respond, “PRETTY MUCH!”  We all laughed.  I always find it funny when employees cross that point of overload concerning products they sell.

 

So for about $25 I purchased four cinnamon rolls <chuckle> .  Three for myself and one for D.  He went with a Oreo cookie crumble with fresh-cut Strawberries and drizzled Chocolate.  

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I raised the bar ordering from top to bottom, Mango frosting with fresh Blackberries.  Next I went with the Peanut Butter frosting, loaded with Chocolate Chips.  And to top it all off I chose the Coffee Cake from the display case, which included a sprinkling of brown sugar and oatmeal.

“Hey, you want to try some of this?” I asked.  “Sure!” D replies.

We went back and forth cutting from each cinnamon roll.  Needless to say, I started to become sick <lol>.  However, do you know what’s interesting, Cinnabon doesn’t make me feel sick.  As much crap as they put in those rolls, I am able to handle it.  I guess it’s because they only offer a frosting rather than a strong flavored frosting plus toppings.  With Cinnaholic, three bites of the first one was already much.  It’s as if they went a little too far.  I’m not against the toppings, I respect the gimmick, but you don’t want to over do something either.  I would want to offer the best ratio with the idea of enjoying every bite rather than scraping off half of the toppings because it was too much.  What if I said I wish there was more focus on raw flavor than sugar?  Let’s take the peanut butter and chocolate.  For my New Years (birthday) I’m now always making a chocolate peanut butter cup cake which contains a chocolate fudge cake, peanut butter cream icing and gnash.  Oh and the candy on top – how can I forget.  And I don’t feel overloaded.  I can eat a lot of it and feel satisfied/pleased.  I can’t put my finger on it, but something was weird about their peanut butter or the two selections combined.  So could it be their ingredients or preparation of their items?  I think I was just disappointed because of this crazy high expectation I formed in my mind – NOT to say it was nasty or horrible.  I mean, the dough was nice and soft, no complaints.  Customer service was great and I enjoy the concept of the shop.  I even had the chance to sample a frosting. Will I return?  Sure, but…I think I’ll be a little more mindful as to which flavors to choose and to tell them to hold back on the amount of frosting.

Check their site to see if there’s a location in your state.

 

Don’t worry, I did not eat them all in one setting.  D took his home and I packaged up my three and picked at them the following night…while home alone…in the dark…while watching tv (BIG SMILE).

Amenities (parking, location, seating, menu selections, etc) **
Customer Service (greeted, helpful, polite, checking-in, etc) ***
Cleanliness ***
Experience (themed, music, atmosphere, energy, etc) ***
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Price **

Pineapples & Pancakes

(Facebook repost)

Alright, I have another one for ya!  The Eagle and I (the boyfriend) took a trip to try out this Pineapple Upside-Down Pancake.   These trips aren’t always planned, for sometimes the people call upon us.  Who are these people?  You know, the people.  The people reach out to us when in need of deciding where to eat.  It’s what we do…and I enjoy it.

We pull up, seems the lot knew we were in the neighborhood – parking was easy.  The Eagle steps out to adjust his sun-glasses.  “BEEP” the car locks.  “Head towards the green awning”, I yell out.  We worked our way to the door, confirming its entrance.

It’s bright and pleasant inside, I smile with approval.  The waitress guides us to our seat, seconds for waiting.  I suddenly hear chatter, “I think it’s her?”  I knew what they’re thinking.  The sounds take me back to Jacks n Joe‘s.

I place the order – DISHES CRASH!!!

“She ordered it,” a young girl whispers.

“You think she’ll like it?” another questions.

The Eagle wasn’t so sure so we opted to share yet ordered potatoes and eggs with a biscuit on the side.

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A Sabbath Stew while in Israel

My apologies for not posting yesterday on Sunday.  I guess my days are a little busier than I thought.

Well, It’s been a journey while here in Tel Aviv, a good one.   I woke up worried about breakfast – no electricity to be used.  Laid in bed for a second, a moment of thanks and gratitude, then off about my day.

T was my roommate while staying at Hotel Cinema – an Atlas Boutique Hotel.  She’s actually Jewish.  I thought, she must be ecstatic to have a sabbath while here on this land.

Anyways, I get out the bed.  I felt responsibility at my door.  “Let’s do it,” I tell myself trying to get pumped.  Another long day ahead and the people depend on me.  “<Sigh> what’s for breakfast,” I question out loud.  Clearly I’m speaking to myself for my roommate already left the room.

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