The NFL playoffs were on TV, so J and I headed to Buckley's. We been there for numerous football games because there's free wifi, greasy food, and good drinks. There's also a shortage of sports bars in Seattle.
J ordered his usual chicken wings and onion rings. The wings were neon orange--usually signifying that they're tangy buffalo wings (being the pansy that I am, I can't handle the heat).
The onion rings were made of giant onions--I swear they're loaded with steroids. They're fried, delicious, and served with some sort of aioli.
Now, for the most amazing dish, ever. Evereverever. I ordered the Eggs Brenda, which is similar to a traditional Eggs Benedict. Poached eggs, hollandaise, bacon, spinach, on focaccia bread.
It's served with some sort of hash--I wasn't paying too much attention. How could you when you have perfectly poached eggs in front of you?! Runny, delicious, tasty goodness.
Does anyone know Wylie Dufresne? I need a fellow egg lover to join me on these adventures.