I'm not a a very superstitious person. Although, I wouldn't do anything that would bring me "ba-chi", Local Kine Japanese slang for "bad luck" or "bad karma". I also will not remove lava rock(really bad luck), cut my toenails at night(Dey goin' rob your house), and as a child wouldn't touch a match ("you play wit match, you goin wet da' bed, so I goin know you play wit matches!"). But other then that, I'm really not superstitious at all! Except, that I think the Missus's Christian Dior Handbag is cursed. You see, we've never had a really good meal whenever she's brought that darn bag along. And the curse seems to extend to anything related to food; once we went shopping together (pretty rare event in itself, the Missus hates grocery shopping), and the simple act of finding a dozen eggs took me like 15 minutes. I sorted through carton after carton of cracked and broken eggs, finally finding what seemed like the only carton of "intact" eggs in the market.........
Broken Yolk Cafe, has always had an odd attraction to the Missus. I think it's the long lines, and crowds of people crowding the sidewalk during weekends. After all; all these people must know something, right?
Broken Yolk Cafe, is a very popular Breakfast and Lunch destination open from 6am to 3pm daily. Crowds of people Young and Old feast on omelets and burgers, and sip mimosas. The numerous Omelets and Burgers have names like, The Cisco Kid (Four Egg Omelet with Ortega chilies and jack cheese topped with guacamole and sour cream), and Patty Melt Down (Ground beef, American cheese, and grilled onion on rye).
On this sunny, mild, weekday we arrived at about 1pm, after all of the breakfast chaos, and were seated upstairs.
We were served quickly and professionally, and our orders were taken, coffee and water quickly provided, and we were on our way.
The Missus decided on a Rosarito Beach Burger($7.19):
The slightly oblong burger(supposedly 1/2lb), was served on a French Roll, and topped with 2 slices of bacon and guacamole. The Missus, as is Her norm ordered the burger with no mayo, She wants to taste the "beef". This was a bit of a mistake; the burger was very dry. I took a bite and darn if I didn't bite into a "toenail".... that's what I call a piece of bone or other inedible hard piece of "something". The burger came with a pretty large portion of crinkle cut fries:
I really felt like these had been "re-fried", the interior were cold and the fries were very dry.
I ordered the Omelet called the "Border Check"($8.29):
This was a 4 egg omelet with Beef Chorizo, Jack Cheese, Jalapeno Peppers, and topped with guacamole and salsa. I thought the omelet was decent, and enjoyed the heat of the jalapenos, though the Missus thought that the flavoring of the chorizo over-powered everything else. I ordered the "Home Fries", that was more like scalloped/gratin potatoes; pretty bland stuff. I'm taking the Blueberry Muffin home; to use as a paperweight.
Not all was bad about Broken Yolk; I thought the service was good. Our coffee and water was kept refreshed, and our Server was the epitome of efficiency and professionalism. I felt really quite guilty about Her having to walk all the food up the stairs. When I mentioned this to Her, she told me "It keeps me in shape". If you're feeling especially ambitious, Broken Yolk serves something called the "Broken Yolk Café Special"($18.99). It's a dozen-egg omelet served in a pizza pan, with mushrooms, onions, American cheese and smothered with chili and cheese. On the other half of the pan is homefries and two biscuits. Eat it all within an hour and it’s only $1.98 and receive a complimentary T-Shirt. Angioplasty not included..... Good Luck!
In the end, I think I'll blame it on the "bag". Not that I'm superstitious, right?
Broken Yolk Cafe
1851 Garnet Ave
San Diego, CA 92109