My Last Breakfast in Colorado

Our family vacation has come to an end, but we built some wonderful new memories in the family togetherness, skiing…and eating realm.

Friday, Marlboro Man and I left our skis on the rack and spent the morning together.

Breakfast was at the top of the list.

 

We settled on this place in Lionshead Village…and it really is a little diner!

 

 

 

Here's the inside. No tables, just a three-sided eating bar wrapped around the kitchen.

I love the setup. So simple.

 

 

 

Just as we arrived, this Dutch pancake was delivered to a very nice woman who did not find it strange at all that a redheaded gal with puffy eyes was politely asking her if she could snap a quick photo of its beauty.

Look at that thing! Caramelized apples in the center, crisp edges…and I'm told the bottom center is almost like a custard.

Why did I not order this?

I'm crazy, that's why.

 

 

Everything looked so amazing, though, I didn't even care what I got. So I just asked them to pick for me!

I love doing that.

 

 

Marlboro Man does not share my sense of restaurant ordering adventure, however, and he stuck with what he knows: Biscuits and Gravy. I took a bite, and it was so yummy. The sausage was in such fine little bits, the gravy had a really fantastic texture.

Now, would you like to see what I wound up with?

Here it is:

 

It's called a Truck Driver's Special. A big pile of hash browns topped with pork green chili, a good layer of melted cheese, and two beautiful fried eggs.

Perfect!

I was able to eat about a third of it. It was utterly delicious.

There's only one problem, though.

 

 

I can't stop thinking about this pancake.

Swimming in regret,

Pioneer Woman