Breakfast, as we know, is considered to be the most important meal of the day. To Aron, it's 10x's more important. He is a HUGE breakfast eater. Loves every single kind of breakfast food known to man. I, on the other hand, barely like breakfast foods. We are the yin and yang of the breakfast world. Aron was dying, DYING I tell you, to eat breakfast food on Sunday morning. We walked and walked and walked and walked trying to find a diner type place that was serving breakfast food. After many mini-tantrums from Aron when we couldn't find a place, we happened upon a nice young man sitting on a set of steps smoking a cigarette (bad young man, bad for your health!) and asked him where to go . He directed us over a couple streets to a diner called Sabrina's on Callowhill Ave. It was so crazy tasty.
Aron and I both had the same thing (which is very, very rare for us) which was the food pictured above. It was 3 pancakes with chocolate shavings, white chocolate chips, black raspberry butter, and strawberries.
If you ever go to Philly, you've gotta stop by.
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