You should probably 1) call me for a place to stay and 2) eat at Lime. It's not the best place to eat--that would be A16 or Quince or Chez Panisse--but it is the best place to start a Saturday. Or continue a Friday...
Picture a place that's blaring dance music at 10:30 a.m. Picture a bunch of hipsters and queers who've been dancing all night and haven't quite yet, um, come down. Picture mod seats and rose tinted windows. That's Lime.
What's more, Lime serves $6 all-you-can-drink mimosas all day, every Saturday. On Sunday, it's $7. And, if you're like me, you can drink a lot of mimosas. A lot. So it's well worth it.
The food's decent enough, but you probably won't care after a half-dozen orange juice and champagne cocktails. I like the vegetarian Eggs Benedict, but some of their omelets are pretty good, too. The fruit's generally pretty fresh if you're into lighter fare.
But who are we kidding? I don't go there for the food. I go there for the booze. And the drinks really are bottomless (unlike some of the sweet boys in there--zing!). They may kick you out of a booth and over to the bar, but they won't quit serving you. Believe me: I've been there from 11 a.m. until nearly 4 p.m. before.
Which is just how I like to start off my weekend...
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Monday, October 13, 2008
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