While recently eating wonderful baked beans at the Olde Ship, the following conversation happened with a nice chap:
Him: So I saw Kobe Bryant getting breakfast at [RESTAURANT].
Me: Why would he drive so far? I thought he lived in Newport Coast.
Him: It's not that far! Typical Anaheim guy: you get the coast all messed up!
Me: Was he mobbed by a bunch of people?
Him: No. It was early in the morning, and he had a bunch of bags filled with orders to go. I think he ordered pancakes.
Gentle readers: In what restaurant was Kobe Bryant spotted getting to-go breakfast? Read the clues closely–the only other one I'll give for the moment is that the restaurant wasn't a chain. Winner gets a jar of Hatch chile sauce prepared by mi chica. WARNING: It's addictive and packs a furtively sweet punch.
