Holy Hell! There goes 2007. Sorry for the extended delay. I know everyone has been holding their breath for a new hashtastic review, and let me just say, it will be well worth the wait. After being out of town for the holidays, I finally had a chance to check out another hash purveyor around Seattle. This past weekend I visited St. Clouds in Madrona, a neighborhood I affectionately call "the Breakfast District." Between St. Clouds, the Hi-Spot, Cupcake Royale/Verite Coffee and that one other restaurant on the corner whose name I can never remember (Cafe Soleil?), tiny little downtown Madrona is truly a breakfast Mecca.
Generally, if you go on a weekend for breakfast in Madrona, there will be a wait at Hi-Spot and St. Clouds, so I like to put my name in at both, just to hedge my bets. They're both great restaurants, so I usually take whichever comes up first, and often grab a cup of coffee to go at Cafe Verite to kill time. This time around, however, there was no wait at St. Clouds.
Aesthetically speaking, this was a lovely dish. I liked the interplay of the colors and as you can see in the photos, the meat had a pleasant glisten. Mmmmm, glisten.
Kelly P gave the dish a 4, adding "Is it supposed to be this stringy?" To which I say "Sometimes, honey. Sometimes."
The only complaint I had was that the pear slice on the side was not quite ripe enough for me to enjoy. Picky picky. I know.
Anyhow, St. Clouds, I hereby award you





Bravo!
2 comments:
oh wow. you weren't joking. I saw the blog name and thought..."maybe Aaron's gotten really into weed". Well I can report that it's so much worse than that. I will tonight say a prayer for your body and whatever part of your digestive tract that breaks down fatty breakfast meats.
Wow! I am very impressed with your thorough study of a very important food item! I am so excited to have found your blog. I'll be back to read more
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