Probably Needed a Hug, Flew to San Diego for a Cheesecake Instead
Yes, you read that correctly.
As all great food-ventures start: I saw a post on Instagram. After revisiting and inspecting the account’s page for a month, I booked a flight to San Diego to secure the goods.
But before we get to that, let’s talk about what else I ate to justify a two-hour flight to Southern California for 12 hours.
I dined at Morning Glory in Little Italy by accident. Originally, I wanted to go to this Italian restraurant around the corner, but when I walked in at around 10am, they looked as if they were just opening and I didn't want to be the first dinner that day. So I took the long way around the block, before running into a long line of people waiting on the stairs for probably the most popular brunch spot in the area.
Typically, I don't drink that early in the morning but it was Friday Jr. and 6pm in London. I ordered a refreshing Lychee-Loma made with Blanco tequila, lychee liqueur, grapefruit juice, lime juice, and seltzer for fiziness. The weather wasn't the best that day, but I'd absolutely recreate this drink for summer, with or without tequila.
I started off with the Dirty Hash: two crispy, buttery hash browns covered in yummy, sausage gravy. I ate as fast as I could so the gravy wouldn’t cool down too much, but to the naked eye I'm sure I just looked greedy.
The Lobster Omelette listed on the menu caught my attention instantly; I didn't even bother to look at the other entree options. I loved the addition of leeks found between the fold. As soon as I took the first bite, I had to program my brain to NOT start making plans to come back because at some point getting on flights for food becomes obnoxious.
Morning Glory's concept is unique; there aren't many restaurants like it and you'd need to experience it for yourself to understand what I mean. The music was pretty good too; at one point, I thought they were gonna play DB the General's "Intro" or some Messy Marv. Honestly, I was having such a time there, the baby wailing behind me didn't phase me one bit.
Now onto the good stuff!
There's no better comfort (there probably is) than a sweet treat. Imagine, coming home from where ever you were to a hefty burnt, basque cheesecake. Exactly.
I placed my order online for Muse Cheesecake two-days prior to arrival, and picked up the cheesecake from their kitchen which they were kind enough to bring to the car.
My initial thought when opening the box was, "It could’ve come with a care card and cake board". The box was beautiful on it's own, however these adornments would make serving and storing easier for the customer.
At first bite I decided it was a really good cheesecake. It wasn’t too sweet; overall decadent with the most creamy inner layer. Having chosen the Biscoff Burnt Cheesecake, my favorite part was scooping through it to get to the Biscoff butter swirled throughout.
If I were ordering it for a party I would add-on the Biscoff cookie crumble and drizzle on top for presentation purposes. Again, it wasn't overly sweet so I imagine that's the responsibility of the crumble and drizzle.
None of the photos I took does the cake any justice so I will link the Instagram Reel video that hooked me in the first place.
It took me longer than expected to finish the whole thing. I don’t know why I thought one person could eat a whole 6” in cake in 2-3 days, but it instead took me a full week.
I don't know how and I don't know when, but I think all of you should try their cheesecakes. I'm all for getting in the kitchen and doing things yourself but the quality would be hard to replicate.
Thanks for reading, happy eating!