Showing posts with label Talula's Table. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Talula's Table. Show all posts

15 September 2010

Talula's Table

Small and cozy


Moist and chunky


Thick and crema


Praise Cheeses


The table

Just over the PA/DE border is the tiny town of Kennett Square. Famous for mushrooms and the earthy smell that accompany them. The town is also getting known for a restaurant called Talula's Table which smells a lot better. Especially in the morning.

The lemon ginger scone will kick your door down and steal your girlfriend too. Massive moist with chunks of real ginger and bright lemon icing. I thought I had a three way going on in my mouth. They should post a warning about eating one of these while driving - - With each bite I banged on the steering wheel.

And the coffee? Every time I order a triple Americano I'm asked, "Room for cream?" And I always want to say, "Not if you know how to make it." But most places don't. Weak with a thin piddle of crema. Just look at the crema sticking to the side of the cup up there. That, my friend, is expresso porn.

It's a market. It's a restaurant. It's confusing. Not easily stuck in a category. Which is where I find everything that is good in life.