Two Things I Hate About Breakfast
Thing 1: COFFEE. Lessons #1-4 about breakfast service: Keep the coffee full. Isn't coffee Seattle's whole raison d'etre?? So why are so many breakfast servers downright skimpy with the stuff? Dry cup syndrome tends to escalate in direct proportion to the price of an establishment's omelet. But see, when people go out to breakfast, they're generally not in a hurry. And in your favor, dear server, people will wait for eggs, and a person might even overlook you being in way over your head (or way hungover), if that person were being heavily caffeinated. Coffee soothes the savage morning beast in us all. Coffee=forgiveness. So fill'er up.
Thing 2: POTATOES. Is there a Northwest Anti Hash Brown Society of which I am not aware? Seriously... Roasted red potatoes are not an acceptable A.M. side dish. Most breakfast joints just cook the potatoes through, usually with a heavily paprika-ed, faux-spicy veneer (potato fake baking). The resulting side, and especially the skins, taste off, almost dirty, or at the very least meh. And please what's with all the rosemary, and why are the pieces always the size of my big toe? Maybe they'd taste better with sour cream and chives....and uh, dinner.
Phew, I feel better. One pricey and lackluster meal this past weekend marked the last straw for me. Maybe I was just more aware because I was alone, but I paid double digits for your basic eggs, bacon, spray tan potatoes and ONE SLICE of very tardy, very soggy toast. I never got a single refill of coffee, after asking twice, and the place was full, but no where near slammed.
It seems the mediocre are inheriting the Earth, or at least breakfast. I say we all deserve better. So who does a consistently solid breakfast in this town? I have my haunts, you tell me yours.
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