The wife and I had breakfast at the Comfort Cafe on Saturday morning.
For me, this place had one big strike against it before we even sat down: I am irrationally annoyed by the word "comfort". It's a cheesy, infantilized, Hallmark-card word, and it makes me want to punch someonejust to take some of the "comfort" away.
But we'd seen good reviews, so I promised the wife I wouldn't become violent, and we went for breakfast.
And that's where the annoyance ended, because this place served up one of the best breakfasts we've come across in a long time. I had the "2+2", eggs over easy with toast, potatoes, bacon and fruit. The potatoes were roasted with garlic and rosemary and were amazing. The bacon was a perfect illustration of why pigs are delicious, and there was a LOT of it. The fruit was fresh, and the bread came from La Brea bakery, so enough said.
The wife had a bagel sandwich with egg, cheese, and bacon that was put together with similarly great care and affection.
Let's not forget the coffee, which was good and strong like breakfast coffee should be.
The people working there were very friendly and unpretentious. We talked briefly with the woman who cooks (and apparently runs the place), and made her day by telling her the truth: that this breakfast kicks the Coffee Table's ass.
And while the Comfort Cafe can't match the Coffee Table's varied parade of human freakery (and despite the name, also isn't quite as comfortable), it is amusing to see the over-pumped gay dudes who come by from the adjacent Body Builders Gym, which apparently also owns this place.
And the Coffee Table just doesn't put this much care into the food.
We'll be back. The sandwiches and salads sound good too. Now if they'd only change the name...
516 Hyperion Ave