On a bright and sunny day in LA… where better to eat breakfast than at a diner with outdoor seating? That would be the Griddle Cafe, which is a “landmark Hollywood restaurant” on Sunset Boulevard. Judging by how busy it was, yeah. We’d say it’s pretty landmark.
But first, coffee.
And juice. Because it was a sweltering 30+ degrees.
The server gave us a detailed rundown of the menu, along with her own (very helpful) personal remarks. We rarely comment on the service we get from servers, but this one was memorable because she was so incredibly gracious and humorous. Four for you. 👏
Mell and Rona both got the Chicago Charlie’s Scramble with Italian sausage, bacon, garlic, green peppers, potatoes, mozzarella cheese and onions. It’s dubbed ‘spicy’ and served with a size of garlic bread.
Rona had painstakingly asked the server just how spicy this hash was, but because (like so many spicy dishes) it needed the spice to taste perfect, there wasn’t much room to negotiate on spice level. So Rona stuck it out like a champ.
Grace got the Kicking and Screaming breakfast tacos: scrambled eggs, jack cheese, pico de gallo, and chipotle cream sauce stuffed inside corn tortillas. Topped with avocado and served with fruit instead of refried beans, it was perhaps the healthier (and blander) option…
Unfortunately, this was a little underwhelming—maybe because we’ve had such amazing tacos in Vancouver? (Cough Tacofino / Sal y Limon / La Taqueria.) The flavours were pretty meh and she barely got any kick from the pico de gallo.
Jo got the Tequila Sunrise: the Griddle’s version of huevos rancheros. Two corn tortillas topped with refried beans, two eggs sunny side up, jack and cheddar, and covered with gold tequila-spiked rancheros sauce. Served with chicken tequila sausage, avocado, and sour cream.
Apart from giving Grace major breakfast envy (actually everyone else’s meal gave Grace major breakfast envy today), the size of this meal was pretty intimidating. Maybe it was the presentation?
Jo: A-Okay, but looks like failed fajitas. 💁
Nelson got the Cobb omelette: stuffed with grilled chicken breast, bacon, green onions, and crumbled blue cheese. Topped with black olives and sliced avocado. His fave part was the avocado, but the potatoes were what caught our eye—and noses—when this dish was laid on the table.
Banananana pancakes: Brown sugar-baked bananas cooked inside buttermilk batter, with 100% pure maple syrup from Vermont. (Is Vermont really famous for maple syrup or something? Are they the Canada of the United States??) We all dug into this because it’s HUGE and so sweet we didn’t need much Vermont maple syrup after all. Apparently, The Griddle is most famous for its pancakes and now we know why.
Our meal was delicious AF, but since the portions were so big, eating at the Griddle Cafe is something we probably wouldn’t do every day unless we could take home half our plates and eat them later OR if we were hungover and needed a lazy morning/afternoon to work our way through the carbs. Which, you know, totally happened because we hit up WeHo that night. #NoRagrets