Uhnnn. <guttural grunt>. Hello beautiful window graphic and super stylish, modern logo type. God, I'm such a sucker for good design. Before I've even entered the Lynn, poised dangerously close to the gift shop of all gift shops, Patina, on South Bryant, I've decided it's the perfect place to spend a post holiday shopping brunch or post anything brunch, for that matter.
See those green glass things? Old telephone pole insulators. You know, from when communication wasn't wireless...remember, kids? They make for really beautiful decoration and are also part of an art installation that you'll see later...
Yeah, it just gets better once you are inside. Lovely single-bulb light fixtures, weathered wood paneling and bright red accents play together to create something more than your typical brunch/cafe space. I'm getting a theme here - some of the best inventions ever stripped down to their essence.
They've got the coffee and sweets up front, in case you're just passing by. Patisserie 46 supplies the goods.
Oh, look! There an entire light wall installation made with those telephone line insulators. So effing cool! On a dreary Sunday morning, I was hoping that it was actually emitting UVB rays...
Here's the menu. Sweet, savory and not your average fare. But definitely what you'd expect from a more high-end brunch spot. I see lots of french words: croque, souffle, confit and fromage...so I'm just assuming it's all going to be parfait.
They have beer and wine and champagne (no booze) which is fine by me for today. I got this super strong decaf cappuccino, which would later give me the dt's. I wished it had more milk.
Here come the soft scrambled eggs and ham with a salad full of f*cking frisee. Don't get me started on frisee - the most awful, bitter, worthless green on earth, besides dandelion...but the eggs are lovely.
And the croque madame with a shredded potato cake. LISTEN HERE: this potato cake is the best potato cake I've ever had in my life. I do not lie. Salty, cripsy, rosemary-flavored goodness. Amaze.
We also had to try the blueberry stuffed french toast. It was nice, but I was missing some contrasting texture or flavor - maybe some citrus or some fresh whipped cream would have been nice...
So what started as a love story ends as a like story, but I like it a lot and would recommend y'all try this place out - especially if you're looking to impress someone, like a first date or an in-law of sorts. And remember to pay homage to hard-wired telephone communication of yesteryear and leave the celly in your pocket. You might find that real face to face conversation isn't as painful as you remember... Au revoir!
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