We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
- Oscar Wilde
- Oscar Wilde
First of all, I freakin' love this part of town. The falls, the view of Mill City and the rest of downtown and several great bars and restaurants to choose from. Here's the WR patio. Seating for up to six only. We had seven, until Nicki bailed to nurse her "headache." So, we sat inside...
Whoa daddy. This place makes me want to put on an evening gown and drunkenly sing Fever on top of a piano. I guess they didn't change much from Sophia and I love it.
Hair of the dog. Soooo tasty. Nice combo of sweet and spice, and the consistency was not too thick or too watery. This bloody mary saved my life.
Oh, here's a giant fresh-sqeezed mimosa. Bam. It's not a camera trick. They are huge. They don't put the fresh stuff in the screw driver, though... that's lame.
Giant coffee. Careful with the refills.
Hi. My name is EGGS BENEDICT PIZZA. Holy god. Amazing.
Sorry for the blurry photo, I was just so excited about the huevos rancheros with side of gouda hashbrowns. Yow!
This is the skillet with roasted potatoes, bacon, egg and hollandaise.
I saved the worst for last. This is the quiche. This is why Wilde Roast did not get four stars. Looks like lasagna right? Well, it's crustless on purpose, but it was too over loaded with cheese and not loaded enough with veggie goodness. Skip it. The salad, however, was lovely.
Hey everybody: in general, Wilde Roast kicks some serious ass in the brunch department. Pretty good for an alien pop idol.
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