Breakfast in The Burgh!

Kelly O’s Diner is a (F.O.) diner offering two locations for breakfast and brunch.  This one in particular is located in the Strip District (downtown Pittsburgh) built around a great back story.

A widowed single mother who was a bartender and waitress for years.  Frustrated with her current situation, prayed for a change for her children and personal lifestyle.  After coming across a blessing to move forward, two locations later – this family business is running strong.

I enjoy hearing stories of faith, success and perseverance.

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(photo credit: Leslie)

Well, as always, I’m forever seeking out great places to break bread.  Kelly O’s was mentioned.  “Hmm what’s on their menu?” of course curious.  There’s everything from the breakfast basics such as pancakes to grilled items like steak and omelettes. Everyone seemed eager to eat, I’m lucky a photo was even captured.

The entire meal consisted of their Steak & Eggs with potatoes and texas toast, Cinnamon raisin french toast with sausage on the side.  Sometimes you just have to get it in…with no regrets.  And why should there be?  We all know why we’re here – to chow down!!!

I asked (L) what she thought, “Everything’s 💯% good.  Fast and friendly service and the food is great!”  And there you have it people.

 

Amenities (parking, location, seating, menu selections, etc) **
Customer Service (greeted, helpful, polite, checking-in, etc) ***
Cleanliness ***
Experience (themed, music, atmosphere, energy, etc) ***
Taste **
Price ***

To keep the food going, I’ll leave you with some steak & egg recipes.  Consider making some for dad!

 


RECIPE:

Molasses Grilled Rib-Eye Steak

1/2 cup molasses

1/4 cup course-grain dijon mustard (mustard with mustard grains in it)

1 tablespoon olive oil

4 (10 oz) boneless rib-eye steaks

3/4 teaspoon salt

3/4 teaspoon pepper

  • Create marinade by combining first three ingredients in bowl or large zip-lock bag
  • Add steaks and chill for 2 hours
  • Remove steaks, discard marinade and sprinkle with salt and pepper
  • Grill covered over medium-high heat for 6 minuets on each side or when you believe it’s done.  I prefer mine well done so I’d grill a little longer.
    • You can consider grilling in the pan on top of stove as well.
    • I’d also consider adding green peppers and onions for additional flavor 🙂

Scrambled Eggs

4 eggs

2 tablespoons of milk

1/2 teaspoon of salt

Sprinkle of pepper to taste

1 teaspoon of butter

  • Warm the frying pan/skillet on medium heat, adding the teaspoon of butter
  • Once butter is melted, combine first four ingredients into the pan, slowly stirring to scramble the eggs.  Offer seconds of rest in between for the eggs to curdle
  • Once eggs have thickened, yet still moist, remove from heat and serve

HAPPY FATHERS DAY

The Serving Spoon

Another (B.O.) located in Inglewood is called The Serving Spoon.  You can find them on Facebook under The Serving Spoon Restaurant.  It’s a place The Eagle and I periodically visit.

Parking can get a tad difficult , but we make it work.  He’s been coming here for years so he knows the deal.  You can park in the lot out front or find street parking along the side of the building.  “Babe, get out and get a table,” is the usual dialog in the car.  “Ok, I’m on it!” the typical response.

Once you enter, there’s a woman behind a lectern who greets you and behind her off to your left is the counter where you pay your bill upon leaving.  There’s a couple chairs upfront to rest and wait while someone cleans off a table for you.

“Hey, babe check this out!” as I read the listings on the community board.  I’m always a sucker for businesses that promote local happenings.  Speaking of community, did you know The Serving Spoon has serviced so many locals and celebrities from Former President Bill Clinton, Lisa Leslie, Kat Williams, Cedric The Entertainer, Anthony Davis to Stevie Wonder – cool huh!?!?  Oh and there’s me <LOL>  You know, because I’m somebody too (BIG SMILE) – we all are.

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Well, when it comes to ordering, I’m starting to always get their chicken sausage.  Most sausage makes me sick and I hardly ever entertain it these days, but whenever I do, this one I can handle.  I decided to match it with four slices of tender french toast and as always, hard scrambled eggs.  I CAN NOT handle soft runny eggs – YUCK!  Maybe it’s mental, who knows.  The Eagle went with a soft buttery waffle accompanied by sausage.  As always we enjoyed our meal and the service is always great.  So, have you tried the spoon?

Amenities (parking, location, seating, menu selections, etc) **
Customer Service (greeted, helpful, polite, checking-in, etc) ***
Cleanliness ***
Experience (themed, music, atmosphere, energy, etc) ***
Taste **
Price ***

 

Little spot on Crenshaw

(Facebook repost)

As a Firefighter, The Eagle has toured this town longer than I have so he knows of a few places here and there.  If you’re at the corner of Crenshaw and Manchester in Inglewood, you should stop pass this little spot called Moby’s Coffee Shop.

As usual we pull up to find street parking out front.  Always great service, this tiny room sits across from Biglots with two large windows to choose from if trying to look outside.

“How’s it going?” the waitress ask.  She’s actually speaking to The Eagle.  Clearly they don’t know about the Delectable Delights <chuckle>

We order.  I tend to only get their french toast because the pancakes don’t offer much taste.  The Eagle is more of a grits or rice person with a side of eggs.  He leaves the sweet tastier starches for me.  I take a bite, “cool” I say with approval.  My selections are always accompanied by scrambled eggs and bacon.  What I enjoy is the powdered sugar across the soft bread and butter served in mini cups.  “Who uses so much butter?” I always shockingly ask.  I CAN NOT stand huge gobs of butter all over my food, don’t find it necessary and it’s such a waste.  “Maybe I could start telling them to only bring half the amount of butter,” I suggest at the table.  This topic seems to always concern me, not that Moby’s offered a lot, just conversing.

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I now feel story time is upon us.  The Eagle starts, “I remember this little old lady cooking up everything by herself, man she was cool”.  He smiles with joy every time he shares his memories.  I try to imagine it with him while interrupted by the waitress asking if everything is ok with their service.   I smile to the both of them.

Besides the food, what is always interesting is that it is operated by Asians, but have taken the time to cater to their African-American clientele.  What do I mean?  Sometimes I sit and chuckle while viewing all the black art/photos on the walls.  Does it bother me?  No, not at all!  However, I can’t help noticing it and the combination makes me laugh.  I truly respect it and understand.  I simply appreciate any business that is sensitive to their guest.

Over all the food is decent, but the prices are great.  If in a hurry you can call in your order for pick-up.  Open for years, this (F.O.) restaurant is much appreciated and offers great customer service every time.

Amenities (parking, location, seating, menu selections, etc) **
Customer Service (greeted, helpful, polite, checking-in, etc) ***
Cleanliness ***
Experience (themed, music, atmosphere, energy, etc) ***
Taste **
Price ***

A morning of cinnamon rolls

So I decided to get up and go to church, followed by treating myself to breakfast afterwards.  I looked up some breakfast spots nearby and came across Biscuit Cafe in Las Vegas.  Keep in mind I already researched this spot days ago…because that’s what I do.  Remember, I always prefer to read the menu in advance.

I drove and drove wondering if the trip was wroth it.  “Jeeze, how far is this spot?” I kept asking myself.  Enjoying the breeze, music playing, all while giving head nods of acceptance to the other drivers.  Parked, that was easy.  The people seemed nice, very clean and no wait at all – great yet odd for a Sunday.  Usually I have my posse or The Eagle, but this rodeo was done all alone.  I walk inside.  “OMG she’s here in Vegas,” a voice yells out.  Little do they know, I’ve lived here for a while.  I just travel a lot.  The surroundings, typical booths and silver rounded back chairs pushed up at the tables, nothing fancy.  I tried not to get distracted by the artificial cinnamon rolls at the front counter, but they caught my attention.

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