Wednesday morning we met the sisters for breakfast at Lola. It was a nice atmosphere for a group – the room is large and open. The sadness was overwhelming, but it was comforting to be together, and when my mom picked up the check everyone was genuinely touched. Sometimes it’s those little acts of kindness that give people comfort.
We are all so different from each other – this one won’t eat gluten, and that one won’t eat sugar, but there was enough variety that there was something for everyone at the table.
The menu had a lot of exciting-sounding options; Tom Douglas even dared to put octopus with pork belly on the breakfast menu. “Tom’s big breakfast: pacific octopus hash, sweet pepper, summer squash, pork belly, sunny egg 16” It was tempting but I went traditional.
The smashed garlic fried potatoes appear to have been bashed with a giant cast iron pan and then thrown in the deep-fryer.
Anne’s pork-maple sausage looked delicious
They are known for their fresh donuts, which were exciting. But I had them for “dessert” and maybe they would have been better hot. The strawberry jam and marscapone allowed you to make your own jelly donuts.
We enjoyed breakfast so much, we went back on Thursday. I was tempted by the morel, ramps and fontina omelette. This is the Pacific Northwest, and the morels were unreal.