Review—Robie St. Station
We've all been there. A menu full of delicious things is staring at you. Your breakfast companion has ordered her meal with certainty and the game-time decision you were hoping to make is upon you. And then in the moment, you panic. You choose something really out of left field and with that, the waitress leaves and all you have left is to think about what went wrong.
That's essentially what happened to me this weekend at Robie St. Station.
I've been to this restaurant many times before. It's right in the 'hood and the food is always tasty. I do find it a bit on the expensive side, but that's just me. It also wins for some of the best decor a breakfast spot could ever hope to have. I mean, those bar stools?! I can't even.
Anyway, I wasn't entirely sure what I wanted to get and I was torn between a few things. The place was packed and it was noisy, so when I started my sentence with "I can't decide between the pancakes..." our waitress only heard "Pancakes" to which she replied, "Pancakes! Great!" and with that she left. Yes, I could have spoken louder. Yes, I could have flagged her down to change my order. Yes. Yes. Yes. But I didn't. I figured if fate wanted me to have the buckwheat pancakes with blueberry compote and whipped cream, I should have the damn pancakes.
Now, don't get me wrong. I love a good pancake. But when it comes to brunch I usually prefer savoury to sweet. Also, I make a mean pancake so I figure because I have that particular skill on lock it's nice to broader my horizons when dining out.
The pancakes were good. Better than good really. They were big but not too big. And just the right amount of fluffy. There could have been more compote, or even blueberries in the pancakes themselves but now I'm just being picky.
My breakfast companion got the Rosti—a potato pancake, smoked salmon, soft poached egg.
So basically, I spent my entire breakfast eating these delicious pancakes envying her choice of meal.
What I appreciate at Robie St. Station is they pick one thing and they do it well. There aren't many strictly brunch places in town. Aside from Cora's, and Nena's in Dartmouth I think Robie St. Station is the only other brunch-centric restaurant around (please correct me if I'm wrong).
Panic-ordering fumble aside, this was an enjoyable meal. And since it's essentially within crawling distance to home, I will be back.