Club 8. You know that feeling you discover a band from the get-go and every song is just amazing? This. Get into it.
To continue my loss of breath with amazing discoveries, I think my brain had just about stopped working when I bit into this eggs benedict from The Hart and the Hunter. The meal was so texturized and tugged on my southern love, that I couldn't wait to come back for another meal. I had dinner here another night and my mind was just as blown. The best part is it's so underrated and hidden behind a hotel on Melrose. None of that overhype or super long lines.