Yesterday morning I decided to renew my search for the world’s first good vegetarian omelette. And what better place to go than a place that calls itself a house of omelettes, right? Wrong! In case you missed the first episode in my omelette saga, you can read about it here.
The first rule of being a good restaurant: If it’s in the name, it better be good.
How cheated would you feel if you went to IHOP and the pancakes sucked? Like I said, I went to Harold’s House of Omelettes in search of an OMELETTE. Here’s what I got instead… Continue reading
