I should have known. I should have guessed in advance the fate that was going to befall me. Hello. The Hi-Life is located in what used to be Firehouse #18. Therefore, notice of a fire breaking out could happen at any moment. Luckily for me, I think they retained some of the eye-candy firemen as waiters. I like that.
This morning’s Big Breakfast Adventure is all a bit of a blur. You know the expression “drinking from the fire hose”? Well, after my first bite of breakfast, I wanted to be. Literally.
Yes, I know this shot is bad but if you only knew what was happening in my mouth at that very moment - you’d give me a break. I am amazed I could even lift the camera, let alone hold it vaguely steady.
It sounded innocent enough. Rosa’s Breakfast Panino: sausage, cheddar, tomato and (now here’s where I needed a flame-retardant mouth) seasoned busted-yolk eggs. Who knew? And exactly what is a seasoned busted-yolk egg?
I have no idea what they did to those eggs. They actually looked like a *very* flat chicken-fried steak, all covered in breadcrumbs. Or some type of crumb anyway. And hotter than the hubs of hades. My mouth was on fire within 1 nanosecond of that first bite. I muscled through the first half. I wanted to run screaming from the building but my legs were too weak. And I was certain my lips were the color of a ripe tomato & the size of a sink plunger. Not a good look. I yanked the egg out of the second half before I gallantly tried to down the rest. Hey, I’m British. It’s just not polite to leave stuff on your plate. Even if it is akin to eating an incendiary device.
Pete noticed my agony & while he didn’t run over with a fire hose, he did bring me a little dish of yogurt parfait to cool my mouth down. Thanks Pete! He also apologized up & down for the panino & wouldn’t charge me for the parfait. Pete, it’s not your fault my mouth is such a wuss with the hot stuff.
Random other things that I remember about Hi-Life:
The thick floor-to-ceiling curtain inside the front door made it feel like I was entering a clandestine after-hours club.
They have absolutely the cheapest breakfasts in town at $5.55. Just go during the week between 8:30 & 11:00 am.
Very cute, amusing menu.
It was dark.
The Hot Chocolate had a hazel-nutty flavor which was a little unexpected but certainly not unpleasant.
They serve “vivacious vegetables”. After my egg experience I am not sure that I want to know what that really means.
Did I mention the eye-candy waiters?
That’s it. That’s all I got. Everything else was lost in the fire.