2508 SE Clinton St.
Oh Broder. How I love thee. This place frickin’ rocks. The whole menu is glorious. The food is glorious. By far, one of the best breakfasts I’ve ever had in my life. Yes. It’s that damn good.
I mean, c’mon, you can’t win my heart over any more by having roasted acorn squash with fried sage leaves as a vegetable side dish. And having humungous cardamom sweet rolls bigger than the size of my face. Over-easy eggs cooked to perfection with runny yolks and sweet apple sausage. Not to mention the hidden apple pancakes below the eggs, mixed in with the luscious sour cream and maple syrup. By far, my dream breakfast. Better than my dream breakfast. Holy crap.
Hipster, casual kitschy Scandinavian decor, cute ceramic dishes, this place is five stars, hands down. I can’t wait to try their aebleskivers. I can’t wait to try out their dinner! Swedish meatballs with lingonberry jam? Yes, please! As Portlander M.Ward would say, “oh, take me back and try me one more time”. Oh boy, it would be more than one more time.