Eggs with Buddha’s Hand Zest at Boulette’s Larder, San Francisco
I never have time for breakfast. For me, it’s one of those meals best taken on vacation when someone else can serve it to you, preferably on a terrace overlooking the sea, or in bed after a late-night romp. But, when I’m in San Francisco, one of my favorite places to go is Boulette’s Larder in the Ferry Building. (Boulette is the lovable Hungarian Poolie who is happiest it seems under the large communal table.)
My friends, Thayer and Julio, and I simultaneously fell in love with the Citrus Eggs. A bowl of soft-folded scrambles topped with frothy cream fragrant with Buddha’s Hand citrus zest. And because I seem to be on a persimmon jag, we had to order the yogurt with persimmons. Because of so many meals in so few days, Julio and I came to an agreement: I taste, he eats. As my official SF eater, Julio claimed the persimmons to be “fleshy” and “satisfying”.
Question of the Day: HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?