We spent the weekend in the beautiful Long Beach, Washington, just under four hours away from Seattle. This was an especially sunny and warm weekend for our fall, and we appreciated and treasured every moment of it.
I started with a beautiful Bloody Mary, spicy and thick, stirred with celery sticks and garnished with two olives.
The food choices were quite obvious. With the proximity to the ocean, we ordered Crab Cakes Benedict with roasted potatoes (they must have had truffle salt sprinkled on top). Our second choice was the Daily Frittata with local albacore, chanterelle mushrooms and bell peppers. The two arrived looking beautiful. The crab cakes were filler-free, light and sweet tasting of crab. And then we dug into the frittata, foraging for mushrooms. Alas, there were none! Not a single bite. I was quite disappointed, and informed our server. She didn’t argue too much.
Instead, she returned with a heaping plate of butter sauteed chanterelle mushrooms.
And just because we were on vacation, I thought dessert would be in order. In came the plate with Brioche French Toast, garnished with berries, confectioners’ sugar, whipped butter and whiskey syrup. The best French Toast I’ve had in a long time. The bread was thoroughly soaked in the egg custard and soft in the middle, yet still crisp at the edges. I could’ve gone for an extra shot of syrup.
Needless to say, we were happy and full. We spent the next few hours walking and horse back riding on the beach. Oh vacations!