A pile of house cured bacon at El Arbol
What does this photographer do when she needs a day off? Eat and eat well.
Hubby took me out for a brunch date to El Arbol. It was swankier than I expected (me in my cargo shorts and flip flops, feeling a bit ghetto) and thus very easy on the eyes. I was too tired to haul out the real (film) camera, but my beloved iPhone did the honors. I had two eggs, garlic mozzarella grits and not just a couple of strips, but a big pile of house cured bacon. An amazing taste and texture that had me raving and rhapsodizing for the rest of the day.



