Best Breakfast in L.A.?

The L.A. Weekly named Canele as the top breakfast spot in town. So Hubs and I got up early on a rainy Saturday, hoping the crowds would be scared away, to see if it was worth the hype.

I ordered the special, shrimp and grits.

The sauce burst with cajun flavor, a hint of heat, and a runny egg. Everything worked perfectly together. It's one of the best dishes I've eaten in awhile. Highly recommend.

Hubs ordered the fried farro with bacon, egg, and sriracha:

Perhaps not the most revealing photo, but there wasn't much to see here anyway.

This tasted like when I try to make Asian food at home. I feel like I put a million tasty things in it, but it still just tastes like soy. It was on the oily side, as well. Plus, the sriracha wasn't incorporated, so, what's the point? Don't advertise a condiment served on the side as part of a dish. Not impressed.

However, Canele redeemed itself with the baked pancake with meyer lemon custard:

AKA, dessert for breakfast. The custard had the perfect amount of lemon to brighten the rich dish without tasting too lemony. Sweet and creamy. A winner.

All in all, the farro was a miss, but a good showing otherwise. Service was great, our coffee was always full. Plus, there were many items on the menu that appealed to our taste buds, so we look forward to a return visit and ordering all new items. Thick french toast, here we come!