Less than a mile from my old home in Belltown, Lola is still my favorite. Loud in that airy, sparkling way that feels cozy and comfortable with a twinge of excitement. Whether celebrating with a group or finding a table by the window with Shelly, it always feels like an event. For my birthday, Sherry and Kristin surprised me with brunch there on a crisp, crystal clear Seattle morning.
We had to start with beignets, as one does at Lola, which arrive with clotted cream, strawberry rhubarb compote, and taste like warm, sugary...vehicle food. I love how light and fluffy they are on the outside, crispy on the outside with giant granules of sugar so you can't miss the texture match.
In a sort of embarrassing coincidence, we all ordered the exact same dish with the exact same style of eggs: Tom's Big Breakfast with octopus, pumpkin, spinach, bacon, red onion and sunny-over-medium egg. All of this on a bed of garlic yogurt with vegetable caviar and seeds that pop with flavor. I really can't forget to mention the spectacular coffee but I guess that goes without saying in Seattle. Can't wait for my next trip north, as soon as it starts to get cold in SF, I miss meandering around Belltown.
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