There’s a moment of pure breakfast bliss that happens in Minneapolis – that instant when your first bite at Hot Plate makes you freeze, fork suspended mid-air, as your taste buds stage a spontaneous celebration.
This unassuming brick building on Nicollet Avenue in the Kingfield neighborhood holds culinary treasures that have locals planning their weekends around securing a table.
Minnesota nice extends only so far when it comes to sharing our favorite breakfast haunts.
It’s not that we’re selfish – we just understand the heartbreak of showing up hungry only to find a line stretching down the block because too many people discovered the magic…