It’s not a huge secret that I seem to be at Tucker’s every Sunday morning. Terry still always gets the shrimp and grits, but I’ve experimented a bit. My favorite so far?
Well, besides the shrimp and grits, that is. Fresh fruit, delicious brioche, butter– all it needs is real maple syrup (they use something else, unfortunately) and it’s the best french toast in town (particularly since Daybreak closed– sniffle).
Seriously, head over to Tucker’s– but on Sunday mornings, be aware that I am not terribly sociable.
