Mother's Day 2010

SuSunday, 9 May 2010; Mother's Day --

This day started out with a cloudless sky; the Olympics gracing the western horizon, as Grumpy and the Grand Mother motored North to meet oldest daughter and her husband for breakfast. The eye-squints, especially with the GM's eyes, are a sacrifice Grumpy made in order to include the sign in the background designating the location where we enjoyed our breakfast together.

Once inside -- up two steep flights of stairs!! -- we found a "homey" setting. This restaurant was fashioned from a modest single-story home built on the original ground level --  about 15 feet above the street which was cut later to eliminate a rather sharp hill that had previously impeded thru-traffic visibility.

The Grand Mother bravely made her way up the stairs without complaint and we were soon seated in a cozy corner of what was probably once the dining room in the original home -- now with space for two-person tables in two other corners.

The service was excellent, considering that at this late-ish opening hour (0830), the place was immediately half filled, and, because of being unfamiliar with the menu, we were not ready to order when our waitress first came. However, our coffee cups and water glasses were kept full. We each enjoyed our choice from the menu; the Grand Mother had her old favorite, Eggs Benedict. Each of our choices included the specialty of the chef: garlic mashed potato patties. [Later, at church, Mother noticed a lady recoil as she visited with her! The garlic mashed potato patties must be Antisocialist.]

Despite the delightful company and atmosphere, we agreed [after the agonizing trek back down that double flight of stairs] that we will not be going back to this restaurant. Once was enough.