When I get tired of Norm's across the street from Weekly world headquarters for breakfast, I drive up Main Street until it switches from SanTana to Orange and head toward Kaffa! The 2004 Weekly review yellowing on the wall needs just a couple of updates–the owner isn't Justin Wong anymore but a nice Korean couple…and really, that's about it. The paninis still excel, both the breakfast variety and lunch specials (get the latter, especially, since it comes with a substantial salad). For the former, I always chow down on the Western bacon scramble–eggs shaped into a triangle, with mushrooms, crunch bacon strips, and melted cheddar in-between focaccia slices–and wash it down with freshly squeezed orange juice.
But one thing I cannot recommend is what Kaffa! is most famous for: coffee. People always assume I'm addicted to the stuff given my energy and natural jitters, but I can't stand the stuff–and the smell is starting to get to me as well. Hell, I don't know the differences between lattes, espressos, iced drinks and a cuppa joe. But I'll trust the workers from St. Joseph's across the street, the professionals who pop in at all hours, and miladay–who always orders a large soy latte, no foam–and say Kaffa! brews good caffeine gold. You'll have to try it yourself–and, while you're there, get a copy of the Weekly!
Kaffa!, 424 S. Main St., Ste. K. Orange, (714) 978-1992