Monday, February 21, 2011

Buttermilk Channel

Before meandering through Ikea on Saturday, I made it a priority to see whether Buttermilk Channel could live up to the hype.

It did.

Oh boy. It SO did.

We rolled in around 12, prime brunchtime. The wait for a table was 40 minutes so we ransacked the Bloody Mary menu.

He had the Classic with a dill pickle, and I had the Star of the Sea with an oyster. Heaven. HEAVEN.

Once we got to the table, we went for broke.

Scramble with lox, green onion and cream cheese.

Eggs Huntington: Benny on buttermilk biscuits.

Of course, someone had to try the homemade Trinidadian hot sauce that a line chef left behind.

What once was pork chops and cheddar waffles.

As one would imagine, the long walk around Ikea on a Saturday helped us begin to feel like people again.

Ikea was great, as usual: I replaced the rug and some kitchen stuff my roommate moved to Miami. The highlight was undoubtedly seeing a man who had pulled a floor model piece of furniture onto his cart, as though he could pay for it and walk it out the door fully assembled.

My dining partner put up a curtain rod in the kitchen and coat hooks in the entry. REALAPARTMENT say whaa?

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