Friday, June 24, 2011

Ted’s Bulletin: Homemade Pop-Tarts: Do you need any other reason to go?


The curse that plagues all denizens of DC is finding new things to see, things to do, and places to eat when family and friends visit from afar.   Luckily, DC offers plenty of options for all of these categories and I recently found a breakfast place where I will take my future visitors. 

I wanted to find another breakfast place to add to my list of options and I stumbled across Ted’s Bulletin.  I checked out numerous customer reviews, some full of praise and some moderately disappointed, and they all professed praise for their homemade Pop-Tarts.  I also read there could be quite a wait so reservations were suggested.  I logged into opentable.com to set my reservation for 11am the next morning, but no luck with that.  I would have to wait a week to hit that time.  If I wanted breakfast the next morning, 8am was their latest available slot.  So much for being lazy and sleeping in.

When I arrived, there was no line, but the place was quite full save for a couple empty tables.  The atmosphere gave a throwback vibe that seemed quite authentic, as opposed to those restaurants that install neon lighting, cover a few surfaces with chrome plating, throw up dozens of pictures of Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and call themselves a fifty’s style eatery.  The menu that resembled an old newspaper was a nice touch as well.

Now to my order, was it all worth traveling across the city?  The first thing I ordered was coffee as I browsed the menu.  I’ve read some negative reviews of the coffee, but as long as the caffeine gives me the jolt I need, I can drown the flavor in sugar and milk, so no complaints from me.  For my entrée, it was a toss up between Ted’s Ultimate Breakfast Sammy (T.U.B.S.) or some thick-cut French toast.  I asked the server for advice, and he strongly recommended the breakfast Sammy, hands down and I went with it.

I don’t have a watch (I am quite cheap, remember?) so my only way to judge the passage of time was keeping count of consumed coffee.  They left me the pot so I was free to refill myself.  After a passage of two and a half cups, the server stopped by to check my water.  By the end of my third cup, my food arrived.  I looked large and appetizing.  The sausage inside the sandwich had red pepper flakes mixed through the patty to give each bite a little lovable zip.  The thick Texas toast, fluffy eggs, melted cheddar cheese, along with the zippy sausage will satisfy the fiercest of the breakfast appetites. 

As I mentioned earlier, I was intent on having a homemade Pop-Tart.  At $2.99, that is quite a tack onto your bill, but if you’ve never had one, you must.  Plain and simple.  Once you have one, you will never ever buy a store-bought one again.  The Pop-Tart crust was some of the best pastry I’ve ever had in a restaurant.  I've also heard so much of their milkshakes (also available with adult ingredients) and when asked if I'd like one, I had to decline.  The spirit was willing, but the belly was full and splitting.  Maybe next time.

Will I come back?  Yes.  I may try the French toast and I will definitely get another Pop-Tart.

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