The first two times Lisa and I wanted to try TOAST, a breakfast/brunch restaurant on S 2nd St, there was a line out the door and we passed and went elsewhere. Last Saturday we solved that problem by arriving ten minutes before TOAST opened and were first in the door.
Until we were seated and looked around it didn't dawn on either of us that the restaurant's theme was weed related; the double entendre of the restaurant name, tie dye shirts on the servers, the late '60's rock, and even the tongue in cheek names for the menu items, all relate to weed.
Which is odd, because the food is not infused or, in any way I could tell, associated with marijuana. So is it just a kitschy and ultimately irrelevant gimmick? It would seem so.
The majority of the seating appears to be up a flight of stairs. Luckily, we were seated in one of the few booths on the first floor.
Lisa ordered a tequila sunrise which was a nice middle ground between too strong and "where's the alcohol?"
For an appetizer, sausage and bacon stuffed croquettes with gruyere cheese served on a petite salad with a pepper aioli. Quite good.
My entree choice was a "country benedict," a cross between biscuits and gravy and a traditional benedict. Breakfast sausage and poached eggs on a buttermilk biscuit, covered in sausage gravy and served with breakfast potatoes.
The taste was excellent, and I'd order it again. But the timing of the dish was clearly off. The potatoes were almost too hot to eat, while the benedict itself was cool and had clearly sat for more than a moment.
Lisa ordered lemon berry croissant French toast. French toast, made from croissants, drizzled with a lemon creme anglaise and served with berries. De-light-ful.
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