Before I had children I remember visiting Mimi’s Cafe for the first time. I remember my mom in love with their carrot bread. In fact, I’m pretty sure she wrapped some up in a napkin, and asked the server to refill the breadbasket. She’d probably be mortified if she read this, so no one tell her I shared that.
I don’t know about you, but I think I’m going to start hanging out closer to Mimi’s Cafe when I get a little rumbly in my tummy.
ps. Mimi’s Cafe invited me to a tasting of their menu, and all opinions are entirely, tastefully, my own.