Breakfast #2: Rooster's Breakfast Club

Rooster's is a new breakfast spot that is quite close to the zoo...apparently the owner of Rooster's was one of the top breakfast chefs up the street a Pete's Eggnest (no relation to Patty's eggnest?). Anyway, since we pass it every time we head to the zoo, Pacifica and I have been waiting for a chance to go here for some time. The first Sunday of March was pretty cold and rainy, so we decided to go by car. Pacifica decided to wear a fancy dress, and I opted for bluejeans.We also changed our nom de guerre--this time around Pacifica insisted on being Leigha, and that I be Alex. So, as with the names of Pacifica's favorite American Sign Language series, we headed into the breakfast club.

Rooster's is a new place, but the building is quite old. There seemed to be a olfactory competition between the building and the kitchen, with the building having a slight edge. Luckily, the coffee came quick and steamy, so the carpet vs. egg smell soon was washed away by the black brew.

Rooster's has fewer seats than Patty's, but many were empty, and we took a table near the back where, again, Leigha had me sit right next to her. Instead of crayons, we had my coffee and the creamers to play with...until Pacifica's milk--with a straw-- showed up. We ordered pancakes for Pacifica (uh, Leigha) while I (Alex) ordered a special double-sausage egg scramble. As there were few customers, the food came out quick--Pacifica got a very nicely arranged bunny rabbit pancake, with blueberry eyes, and lightly dusted in powdered sugar. The pancake was light and fluffy, and quickly soaked up the 1/2 bottle of syrup that Pacifica dumped on it. My meal was less tasty--the sausage was cooked, but only warm, and the meat...well, it was sausage, but you'd think the butcher would add some spice to the gristle and ground-up nonsuch. The rest of the plate was pretty disappointing, but the waitstaff was nice. I noted that they got their coffee across the street at Fresh Flours...so next time maybe I would bring my own as well.

As we left, Pacifica noted the bowl of candy by the till, and walked out with a (rare!) taste of sugar candy. She left 1/2 her meal drenched on the plate, and I carried 1/2 of my meal home in a leftover container, which did taste better warmed up in the microwave, albeit less fresh. And...the price was not too bad, with tip less than $20, so we might be back. Next month: Pete's Egg Nest

Breakfast #1: Patty's Egg Nest

Pacifica and I decided that we will have a special breakfast once a month, just the two of us. Our plan is to have our "date" on the first Sunday of each month, and to try out most, if not all, of the breakfast establishments in our neighborhood. Pacifica's big idea is that I am Pancake Jack, and she is Pancake Jill. So, with our new nom de guerre, we headed down to Patty's Eggnest.

Patty's Egg nest is located inside of a mid-sized parking lot. There is no bike parking, so we left my bike and Pancake Jill's trailer on the sidewalk. I forgot the key to my lock, so pushed it close to the window so we could keep an eye on it. There is ample seating, at least early on Sunday, and it did not take long for us to find a seat. Of course, Pancake Jill made sure we got a spot where we could sit right next to each other on a booth facing out into the restaurant, and a small view of the trailer and bike. Pretty soon the place filled up, so we felt pretty lucky.

Pancake Jill was glad to get a cup of crayons and an activity menu. I was glad to get a cup of coffee and a smile from the waitress. We got our orders in (Pancake Jill had the kid's pancake meal, I went for a simple egg scramble). The food came back quick and hot, and we had an excellent time trying to eat it all up. I think that Pancake Jill ate about 1/4 of her food, though she did clear off all of the whip cream; I ate all of my egg and pedaled extra hard back home, and Pancake Jill showed off the fancy green ring she took from the treasure chest at the register. Next post: Roosters!