We had eaten at Riley’s Downtown on our trip up to find a place to live. Now that we were settled it was time to try the Riley’s closer to our house.
MUCH different decor. This Riley’s is wide open, booths along the walls and tables in the center. More like a Denny’s or Perkins than the cramped space downtown. Old record albums border the walls and the restaurant has a nice bright feeling.
Service was dreadfully slow. It almost seemed as if servers waited on tables at random instead of assigned sections. I think best service would be had by sitting at the bar.
The Child went simple today and just ordered a Belgium waffle. It did come sprinkled with powdered sugar but for once she didn’t complain. She didn’t finish it but it must have been good. She ate a good half of it.
The Wife went with an omelette. I don’t remember if she just went with a basic ham and cheese omelette or something more substantial like the Ultimate omelette. It was served with a good looking side of hash browns. I might have wanted them a little crispier if they were for me.
Me? Oooooh. Look at this! Mardi Gras Eggs Benedict. Two English muffins, shrimp and sliced kielbasa, poached eggs. Covered in Hollandaise sauce with Cajun seasoning. It was fantastic. Only thing that could have made it better would have been andouille sausage instead of kielbasa. I also ordered a blueberry muffin for “dessert.” I had high hopes it would be like the dessert muffin I get at Perkins. It was close but without the sugar crust on top, it wasn’t quite as good.
We will definitely be returning for breakfast. Perhaps at the bar next time though.
BREAKFAST. Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. I love BIG breakfasts too. The kind I can eat and not eat again until dinner. I don’t care if it’s American, English, Mexican, French, German or Korean as long as it’s BIG.
Sunday has been traditionally a family breakfast outing for us because we are not church goers. <gasp> So getting a table at 10:30-11am at one of the three choices of restaurants worked for us. I had a place in mind to hit up Sunday morning, and it was packed when we got there. At least a 30 minute wait. Mikhael’s was my fall back choice. Maybe it should have been my first choice.
Mikhael’s in tiny. But we were able to get a seat just inside by the register. This is a classic Greek family diner. I asked and everyone working that morning was related. The older ones with thick European accents. My kind of place!
The Child ordered the kid’s pancakes with bacon. Given the damage she inflicted on her plate I’d say she enjoyed it, especially the bacon. The Wife ordered… I think it was called The Lumberjack? It came with ham, sausage, bacon, potatoes. She ordered the eggs scrambled. The highlight was three rounds of cinnamon French toast.
I’m sick of biscuits and gravy. Just plain tired of it. I love omelettes and they have been scarce in my life the that last few years. I was so excited to see more than three choices in omelettes. I had a hard time deciding at Mikhael’s there so many good choices. I decided to go Greek and ordered the Greek Omelette, minus tomatoes. Gyro meat, feta cheese, onions. Wonderfulness. I think they call the fried potatoes American potatoes. They were excellent. My highlight was the toast. I like rye toast. Mikhael’s rye wasn’t just rye toast it was pumpernickel rye! I also like it buttered for me. The kitchen always does a better job than I do, brushing it on when the toast is hot. Our server said she did an extra special job buttering my toast. I could feel the love.
This is going to be a regular breakfast stop that I won’t be tired of soon. And there’s lunch to explore too!