"You ever go to a place and go, 'I really love this place, but they 're busy enough, I don 't to make it worse for me! '? Well yeah, the Pink Elephant is it. I 'm a Belgian beer nut, and write for a beer website (a couple guys who love beer and such, nothing special), and my lady loves her champ. Love in like she gets exited when Andre is on sale for 2 bucks a bottle, cause it 's mimosas all day every day. So I kinda proposed to her last night, the fool said yes. This morning momma needed her juice, and I just needed some solid food before we celebrated life the rest of the day. We walked everywhere trying to find the right bottomless joint, ignoring yelp and figuring I 'd find us something. I gave up after a mile or two and yelped. This place came up multiple times, and so I gave it a shot. I didn 't look at pics or anything, I was done. While walking up, I say that pink elephant, the one that helps bring you to delirium, and squeezed like a kid on Christmas. I didn 't care about the food, gimme some toast and I 'm cool, I want that mimosa bar and then to break open a couple bottles. So we shared the biscuits and gravy, and got some of the bacon. Dude, I 'm clearly making solid life choices all weekend, it was perfect. Do not come here without trying either. The biscuit was like no other, flaky like the Pillsbury ones I grew up on, and there was more meat than gravy almost. The potatoes were great, and the bacon was out of control. Cooked like jerky, so your getting all of that slice. Dunno what else to say, but come here, just not when I am!"
