For the first time in a long time I was feeling like an omelet. No poached or over easy on this day. I had an egg white veggie omelet, a scoop of J's food, and toast. Inside were tomatoes, onions, fake meat sausage (I heart feat), peppers, and cheddar cheese. They also have Johnny cakes, cornbread-like pancakes that I usually reserve for a restaurant on the British Virgin Island of Tortola. I kind of wanted a side of JC's, but not a whole meal. Must. eat. eggs. It was everything I wanted. After running and showering, I just want someone else to make my food and bring it to me. No more standing for me, thanks.
J enjoyed a special involving a bowl of chili and poached eggs covered in cheese. It was crazypants, tasty, and an enormous portion. He did such a good job finishing it with minimal assistance. The specials all sounded good, it's nice to have some off-menu surprises. You wouldn't think August = chili, but it actually was a cool-ish day, it probably ended up raining that afternoon.
We'll definitely be back at Iron Gate. I don't see us going there unless the weather is nice and we can sit outside, though.
Iron Gate Cafe
182 Washington Ave