If heaven were a restaurant, it would probably look a lot like The Floridian in Fort Lauderdale – especially during Easter Sunday brunch when this unassuming yellow building transforms into the epicenter of breakfast bliss that will make your taste buds perform a standing ovation.
While tourists flock to overpriced beachfront spots with “artisanal water” and tiny portions, locals have been keeping this gem to themselves since FDR was in office.
This isn’t just another Florida eatery – it’s a culinary institution that has witnessed over eight decades of the Sunshine State’s evolution while consistently serving up plates that could make a food critic weep with joy.
Let me introduce you to the diner that will forever change your brunch expectations and possibly your life philosophy…