Things to do before you die: drive the Oregon/California coastline. It’s breathtaking, trust us. We woke up early to start the day’s drive—and let’s just say the complimentary breakfast at our motel wasn’t cutting it. We drove through cloudy San Simeon and noticed that The Ragged Point Inn has a restaurant.
Hans: Breakfast anyone?
Everyone: YES. And coffee.
We sat at a wooden table on their patio and watched the sun finally break through the mist. It was a gorgeous morning with birds playing in the fountains near us and eagles soaring overhead.
We started with a Big Sur Omelet: Bay shrimp, spinach, and mushrooms, folded into a fluffy three-egg omelet and topped with Swiss cheese and avocado. Served with fresh fruit, breakfast potatoes, and toast. Well that’s… a mouthful.
Mell and Rona shared a couple plates because they wanted to balance healthy and non-healthy. The Ranchero Omelet consists of three eggs with chorizo, ham, bacon, and red peppers topped with queso fresco and salsa. It comes with their fried potatoes, fruit and toast. All in all, a balanced meal.
They also jumped on the French Toast Brûlée which is brioche soaked in cinnamon custard (M: Fuck yes, sold) that’s baked to order and brûléed to high heaven and back. It’s served with maple syrup. And sausage. This was ridiculously decadent and amazing and we cleared the plate NO problem. Custard anything is a win in our books.
Next up: Cinnamon French Toast: cinnamon-swirl bread, battered and grilled to perfection. (They’re not kidding about that last part.) Served with warm maple syrup and bacon or sausage, your pick.
Grace had a hankering for sunny-side-up eggs and something hearty AF, so she got the Southern Breakfast. Sausage gravy on a freshly baked biscuit, two eggs, and a grilled Ragged Point bone-in pork chop… what more do you need from life?
The pork chop was a bit dry, but the delicious gravy and biscuit helped make up for it. Warm and creamy, this was the comfort food that Grace would’ve wanted if she were hungover. Which she wasn’t, today. Surprisingly.
The fog had long gone by the time we finished our meals, so we decided to take a scenic walk under blue skies along the edge of the cliffs—literally 30 seconds away from the restaurant.
We took too many pictures and wandered deep into the forest, as friends do.
Don’t miss this stop.