It would appear that airport food is on the rise. I think this is my third or fourth review of an airport restaurant at 3+ knives. But credit should be given where credit is due, even if you’re serving pork rinds out of a dumpster.
So credit is due once again. Lemonade is a string of cafeteria style restaurants all over Los Angeles with a contemporary, gourmet twist. Get it? Twist. As in lemons? Anyhoo. The name comes from a wide range of terrific lemonade options they offer at the end of the line, like Bluberry Basil and Blood Orange. I chose the latter and loved it.
Earlier in the line, they offer a host of other options depending on the meal time and since this was morning I went with the Italian egg sandwich. In short, a caprese on top of an egg on top of a brioche roll.
But then I arrived upon the banana bread pudding french toast and buyer’s remorse came in heavy. So the only natural solution was to get that too. Gluttony. My favorite sin… (To be read like Pacino in The Devil’s Advocate).
Well, glad I succumbed to the buyer’s remorse because the french toast was killer. And further more, the egg sandwich was shite. So, the moral of the story, always trust your gut… Even if it’s growing exponentially by the day.