My friend Jennifer is nuts about the Iron Skillet. Despite living out in Eastgate for most of my life, I never made it down 32 to Newtown to visit this Hungarian restaurant. When Bradley and I walked in in Sunday, the waitress was *floored* that our first visit was for breakfast, not dinner. (She repeated this a few times, actually. Floored.)
There are (at least) three things that make me a serious black sheep in Cincinnati: 1) I don't like beer, 2) I don't like pig things (even bacon), and 3) I don't like breakfast. I am slowly trying to change all of those, though, and decided to order the Florentine omelet with hash browns. Oh... my gawd. So, so happy I did. That omelet was delicious. I usually don't care for eggs, I usually avoid ham. Maybe my taste buds are changing? The ham was subtle, the spinach was in perfect proportion, the Swiss cheese was perfection. Hm, maybe I was just starving or something.
The waitress made me promise I'd come back for dinner some time, and I look forward to it. (Jennifer, what should I order?)
Iron Skillet's website: http://www.laszlosironskillet.com/
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