D and I are not spontaneous people. Family circumstances have just dictated that this is the case. So lately, we have really taken advantage of being almost empty nesters and we get a giggle out of making a last minute decision (especially when it comes to dining-no surprize, I guess).
Yesterday, D suggested that we treat ourselves to breakfast with no clear idea where we wanted to end up. We headed west on Portage Ave. and found ourselves at The Star Grill. Unfortunately, I did not have my camera with me, so this is a photoless blog entry. I had been once before for lunch and a couple of times to the Star Grill in the conservatory in Assiniboine Park as well, but D had never been to either.
The decor of this little spot is very cozy with booths along one wall and tables for two and four along the other. There are a couple of gorgeous tables right in the south facing window with views of the park. I particularly like the wispy curtains that hung over the booths and separated the deuces. I also recognized that many of the aluminum mirrors and decorative pieces were from Indonesia as I have a favourite store in Grand Beach that imports them for sale.
But to the food….
Ds eye was drawn to the Breakfast Pizza which was a crumbled bacon pizza with two eggs on top. A clever idea and pretty tasty, except that there was a lot of char on the bottom of the crust. I too was a little bit disappointed when my Grecian Benedict was so ensconced with too many thick slices of undercooked red onions and peppers. I did appreciate the taste combination of hollandaise, black olives and feta though.
We weren’t surprized by the kitchens shortcomings because we could very clearly hear the the manager lamenting to the owner sitting in the last booth about: who hadn’t shown up and how there were struggles that morning in the kitchen. It was almost as if these disappointments were pre-destined.
Just before our brunch dishes arrived, we got a call from J1 and J2. We told them what we were up to and in ten minutes, they were sitting at the table next to us. Our server very kindly lifted the curtain mentioned above and voila-a table for two becomes a table for four.
J2 also had the breakfast pizza (sans eggs) and hers too had too much char on the underside. J1 though, was quite pleased with his choice. He ordered a Cheddar Burger and said that the patty was really, very tasty. The hand cut fries were a combination of white potatoes and sweet potatoes and J2 couldn’t resist, as the latter are her favourite. Later that evening, I coaxed her into trying a roasted parsnip which I described as a cross between a potato and a carrot.
We lingered on the sidewalk out front of the cafe as the sun was shining gloriously and we made plans for the rest of our day.
Kath’s quote: “The discovery of a new dish does more for human happiness than the discovery of a new star.”- Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarin