We went here on Mother's Day for brunch, everyone groan with me. I was thinking about it and thought that maybe it wouldn't be too busy since it is small and not in a busier neighborhood. Even though there was only one name before us, it took 45 minutes to be seated. I had been wanting to try this place because a review I recently read said that they had the best brunch in Portland. I want to see what kind of cut the person writing that review got...
I am biscuits and gravy obsessed, I am just throwing that out there. For awhile I made it my mission to find the best in town, so far it's Beaterville. I am trying Pine State this week, I'll let you know how that goes.
The space was cute and quaint. The selections sounded amazing on paper. I got the "Best Biscuits in Portland" for breakfast. It sounded pretty damn good....sliced pork and rosemary sausage gravy on top of sweet potato biscuits with Portland fries. The gravy was tops, but the biscuits could have made holes in the wall. They were not flaky, moist or anything my mind had imagined. They made their own ketchup and preserves which seemed cool, until I tried a dollop of the overly sweet tomato paste with my potatoes. Sidenote: Please don't fuck with my ketchup. Spence said the preserves were awesome though. He was also a fan of their french press coffee. He referred to his pick (the Hawthorne with eggs) as a grease bomb. He said it lingered for the rest of the day.
Although I'm happy that we drove all the way out there to try it, I don't think we will be headed out there again.
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