But because it was my last Houston brunch with my partner in crime Megan before she packed up her life and headed out west to live in San Diego. And I figured that maybe if I held off writing the post, that would make her leaving me not true, right?
Before I go any further, I have to mention that I got a shiny, brand new Facebook page! It's been way overdue, but yes, Adventures in a New(ish) city now has a home in the FB world, so if you go and like it I will love you forever and ever and will probably give you a bag of Gardettos.
Anyhoo, I asked Megan, "Where do you want to go for our last hurrah? Which one of our 'Best Of' places should we revisit? Oporto? RDG + Bar Annie? Roost? Shade? Brick & Spoon? Reef? Paulie's? Lowbrow? Queen Vic? Sanctuari Bar? Oishii? Should we try to recreate 2013 Lights in the Heights, or Bingo Night perhaps?"
(No I didn't just insert links to all the places we visited together in a feeble attempt to get her to read all of them and remember our love for one another, why do you ask?)
You get the idea- I asked her to pick her favorite Houston spot, and true to form she decided that we should try a place she and I had never been to.
So we decided to give the iconic Houston institution Breakfast Klub a whirl!
We went recently on a particularly cold, rainy (MIMICKING MY GLASS CASE OF EMOTIONS) weekend morning. There was a small line out the door, but they had heaters outside, and the line moved very fast. Also, an incredibly friendly woman came out with menus and cracked jokes with everyone as we waited.
Once inside, we were greeted by more of the friendliest, happiest people I've ever met. We placed our orders at the counter and were then seated by an incredibly nice (are you sensing a pattern here?) staffer.
Megan ordered the katfish and grits, served with two eggs and a biscuit. She absolutely loved it and told me that the
Oh Y'ALL.
Okay, so - guilty as charged - I was obviously trying to err on the healthy side with this one. But judging by the pool of butter there in the middle of the grits, I'm sure you can deduce how this one went. And you know what? I couldn't have been more pleased!
The omelette was cooked just the right amount - not overdone, but not runny. The pronounced swiss balanced out the velvety, sauteed veggies perfectly. The whole wheat toast was [obviously] fried up Texas toast style, and I savored every fluffy, sinful bite of it.
AND THOSE GRITS. I have to admit I've not actually had a lot of grits in my day, but sweet baby seal these were outstanding. Silky, smooth, and oooooh-zing (see what I did there?) with butter. If you go and have the option of these or the potatoes, I definitely recommend choosing the grits. But then again I didn't try the potatoes, so you should probably throw caution to the wind and order both.
Because this is your life people.
There is a reason The Breakfast Klub is so popular in Houston. Well 3 reasons: 1) Beyoncé; 2) the INCREDIBLE food; and 3) the amazing, friendly, welcoming staff who make it such a warm and special experience for all of their guests. So take your best friend whom you love so much, and head on over there, pronto!
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