It’s been so long since my last benediction, I was starting to get withdrawal symptoms …was so weak from deprivation that I even took a drive out to burbs to satisfy my needs. But once I stepped inside Starlings Cafe I had to put all my burb prejudices aside. This place is classy. And by classy I mean in a vintage mismatched lampshade & doily kind of way. I’ve been on a bit of a detox since my Easter over-indulgence, so I passed up the classic eggs benedict for eggs florentine, which substitutes bacon with spinach. A rookie error on my part, but a fine execution none the less. I adore this little cafe, it sounds corny but it really feels like you’ve stepped inside someone’s home. All benedictions are now filed here for your easy reference.