For my lone road trip outside of Reno on this visit, Yvonne and I took the old truck down to Carson City. The door ajar claxon in Yvonne’s truck has an annoying tendency to remain on for minutes after the door’s been closed. I was serenaded into a stupor while Yvonne tended to business before we left town. The bells! The bells!
In Carson City we sat down to an enlightened, civilized breakfast at Adele’s, a Northern Nevada landmark for fine dining, offering local and organic fare since 1977.
Yvonne ordered a Gravlax plate featuring in-house dry smoked salmon with ciabatta toast points, sprigs of fresh dill, tomato wedges, slivers of red onion, with dollop of goat cheese. I had the Creamed Spinach and Provolone omelet, served with a veggie black bean hash and a cheddar jalapeño biscuit, with and added side of housemade Basque chorizo. Adele’s uses pork from local 4-H and FFA projects, so there’s a good chance my sausage once had a name like Daisy or Sammy.
The omelet was magnificent! Moist, creamy, and oh so cheesy. Easily in the top ten of my favorite breakfast items. Some day I should really compile a list; the Hangover Omelet at the Little Nugget in Reno certainly ranks up there [see blog post]. The cheddar jalapeño biscuit was darn fine with an appealing crumb, and the Basque chorizo was exceptionally seasoned, offering an appropriately springy chew.
Coming home I found that the corpse of Mr. Bill that I had stumbled upon in the backyard had reanimated. Its Zombie Mr. Bill! Ohhhh noooooooooooooo…!