The staff was lovely and tried really hard to squeeze us in. Luckily the wait wasn’t too long, especially since there was 6 of us.
They had an adorable pot of teabags with a range of different teas, which I absolutely loved. Hello, wild blueberry with acai. I need to find out where I can get these teas…
The water came in Mason jars. So hipster.
How do you cure a hangover? By drinking more. We order a pitcher of mimosas which was really good and also came in Mason jars. The cramosa (with cranberry instead of orange juice) also looked really good but we settled for just one pitcher. Can’t go too hard at 11am.
Ceean ordered Biscuits and Red Eye Gravy. The creamy gravy was made with onion, ham and Shenandoah Joe coffee. If you’re like me and only know the biscuits that you dip into tea, they are like a savoury scone or a light bread roll that’s slightly firmer on the edges and soft and fluffy inside.
Also, for the majority of the meals you had the choice of hash brown or grits to go with it. They weren’t typical hash browns; instead they were more like sautéed potatoes with onion. I had no idea what grits were, but they are ground corn, which actually tasted alright despite how they looked.
Helen originally ordered the banana and pecan baked french toast, topped with whipped cream and chocolate sauce. It sounded incredible. When the waiter told us they’d run out, I think the entire table was more upset than she was at the fact that we wouldn’t get to witness it’s beauty. Instead, she ordered the Crabby Florentine – poached eggs on a bed of lightly steamed spinach with hollandaise sauce and topped with crab meat. She chose the grits.
Alec got the Huevos Rancheros (fried eggs over black beans, topped with cheddar, green onions and spicy red sauce, featuring smoky chipotle peppers), also with grits.
Frankie got one of their specials – Biscuits with roasted red bell pepper pesto, topped with poached eggs, hollandaise and arugula. She went for the hash browns.
I ordered The Country Benny – thick sliced ham and poached eggs on biscuits with out signature zesty hollandaise. I love American ham, it’s thick and salty, completely different from the thin, bland stuff in the UK.
I ate super slowly and I think it was the first time that I didn’t finish my food. It was the most I’ve ever left of a meal. I’m becoming a new woman.
Either that or I was still full from the 3 pots of ice-cream I had at 2am.