Uncle Andy's Redux

Trip Start May 2004
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Trip End Ongoing


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Sunday, January 8, 2006

Tris and I decided to head back to Uncle Andy's at 170 Ocean Street late this Sunday morning. A light snow was falling and it was quiet when we got there. Unlike most downtown Portland diners which have waiting lines out the door at 11:00 on a Sunday morning, Uncle Andy's was mostly full but had several booths/tables and most of its counter open as seating options. We sat in a big booth in the back right next to the kitchen window. Lots of legspace!

The Elite seem to be Asleep.


Michelle ordered: Tea, two eggs scrambled with feta, spinach and garlic, homefries and multigrain toast.
Tristan ordered: Coffee, shortstack of raspberry pancakes with homefries, and a french-dipped waffle.



Verdict:
Service: Fantastic. Our waitress was prompt and friendly, and food arrived before we even knew what was happening. How confusing!!! Also a far cry from our last service experience at Uncle Andy's.
Setting: Reviewed last time, but for an update we are including some photos, including the "Where the Elite Meet to Eat" slogan. Also the selection of paintings has circulated somewhat. There were some amateurish but pleasing paintings of flowers, and some rather good watercolors, including this wild one of the fantastic looking kittens, definitely some above-average approaches to usually prosaic subject matter. Unfortunately I was not awake enough to get the artist's name, but then again you should go look for yourselves!!!



Food: The bread was excellent, far above average diner fare. It is from a local bakery. Novelty Item: The French-Dipped Eggo Waffle! What?! Yes, it was good. An Eggo waffle dipped in french toast batter and popped on the griddle instead of into a toaster, dusted with spices and powdered sugar. Mmmm! Only a $1.00 -- what have you got to lose?? The eggs were alright, just a little dry for my taste, and the feta cheese was sprinkled on top instead of mixed in the way I like it. But these are little pecularities of my own and shouldn't reflect on the restaurant's kitchen staff. The pancakes were fantastic, with cheery raspberries running rampant. Tristan and I differed drastically on our opinion of the homefries. He loved them, I thought they were very average. So a complete toss-up!!!
Overheard: From the kitchen: "Doin' the hash thing, Marty."
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