Breakfast at the National Exemplar, Mariemont
We had my favorite hostess on Sunday. It wasn’t a coincidence.
She starts with a big ol hug and then serves a bloody mary and mimosa with a twinkle.
I got above average bacon and eggs with bluegerm (blueberry + wheatgerm?) pancakes.
But dang I wish I had gotten the Tropical French Toast (sans coconut). The fruit looked amazing. Particularly the mongo blackberry.