I have a new favorite breakfast place in Portland, Oregon. It’s Fuller’s Diner, in the Pearl District. This place is a classic – straight out of the 1940’s. The seating is all diner stools, wrapped around two islands that the no-nonsense, efficient servers inhabit from within – passing out menus, serving breakfast, and clearing away plates. A row of hat hooks along the front wall of windows calls out for your fedora.
You almost don’t need to look at the menu. It’s exactly what you’d expect from a place like this – house-made white and brown bread, house-made marionberry jam, pancakes and french toast, hash browns cooked to a golden crisp on the outside and soft inside, steaming coffee in brown diner mugs. Exactly what you’d expect, and cooked to exceed your expectations.
Here’s an amazing item – spinach, green chills, tomatoes, cheddar cheese and salsa on a bed of hash browns, with sour cream on the side.
We left exceedingly happy.