There is nothing better then having a great brunch with great friends. Curtis and I have been planning on spending this morning with two of our closest friends Courtney and Brandon. Everyone is pinching pennies these days, and Courtney tells me that when the two of them want to take a minute to splurge and really want to treat them selves, the Brown Bag Cafe is where they go.
Walking in to the Brown Bag is walking into a maze of old windows, antique nick knacks and scooting around hoards of people eventually to get to the front counter to put your name on the list. I generally think having to wait a while for your breakfast is a good sign, and it was definitely a good sign for this mornings nosh.
The original owner, Ward Myers used to be a cook and baker in remote Alaskan logging camps, where a fresh home cooked meal was hard to come by. Later him and his wife moved to Washington and opened the first Brown Bag Cafe. The restaurant was an instant hit, because it offered local loggers a hearty 4am breakfast, as well as a brown paper bag lunch to go. Today the restaurant is owned by their son Alex, who is the morning baker. While your waiting for your table you will see many patrons ordering bags and bags of enormous English muffins and Cinnamon rolls to take home with them.
A few of their specialties include banana and pecan pancakes and french toast made from their in house made cinnamon rolls, yes frosting and all! Yum! Our table was over flowing with yummy breakfast food this morning. A wonderful over filling breakfast with wonderful friends equals delightful over satisfaction for me. We immediately had to go play a round of miniature golf afterwards to keep us from going home, curling up in bed and having a complete food coma.
Cheers to the Brown Bag Cafe!
And Cheers to you!