5/5 Aaron W. 4 months ago on Google
Thornton's
Hometown
Cafe,
a
place
so
hidden
it
makes
you
wonder
if
it's
part
of
a
government
conspiracy
or
just
shy.
Stepping
in
here
is
like
falling
down
a
culinary
rabbit
hole
into
a
world
where
breakfast
is
king
and
the
clock
always
reads
'morning'.
The
food?
Served
hot
enough
to
make
you
believe
in
miracles,
or
at
least
in
the
power
of
a
good
griddle.
This
joint
is
buzzing
like
a
beehive
on
a
caffeine
kick,
and
the
server?
Friendlier
than
a
politician
in
an
election
year.
It's
a
true
local
gem,
the
kind
you
stumble
upon
and
then
can't
stop
bragging
about,
like
discovering
a
secret
society
or
a
new
planet.
It's
like
a
rite
of
passage
into
the
realm
of
real
breakfast.
You
don't
just
eat
and
leave;
you
become
part
of
a
tradition,
an
unspoken
club
of
satisfied
stomachs.
Will
we
return?
It's
not
a
question,
it's
a
certainty,
like
the
sun
rising
or
taxes.
Thornton's
isn't
just
a
cafe;
it's
a
breakfast
odyssey.