I’m sitting here in Starbucks snarfing down chocolate chip banana bread and having a tearful, happy reunion with my blog. Oh…how I have missed you. Okay, maybe not tearful. But guilty? Oy Vey – do I have guilt. It’s been too long since I’ve written anything sensible.
Today was the first day in almost two months that I took notes at breakfast place with the intent to actually follow through with a blog post. Today’s stop? Jam on Hawthorne in Portland, OR.
This was actually my second visit – the first being too long ago to remember the details. Unlike the first visit, the place was hopping. Nearly every table was packed and the servers deftly weaved between tables at speedy speeds trying to take care of every one. Why busy on a Monday, though? Were they having a half-price sale on scrambled eggs? Or is it just the right kind of neighborhood place where a Monday breakfast makes a good start to the work week? It must be that because the visit sure kicked off mine.
For some reason, I seem to choose the wrong thing when I go to Jam. Everyone enjoyed their meals tremendously and they looked terrific – especially the French Toast smothered in blueberries and homemade blueberry sauce. I went back to my notes from the previous visit and found the common denominator between the two visits – the gravy. The gravy that was served with veggie sausage on Ty’s Big Breakfast and the gravy with real pork sausage in my Porkalicious platter today is the reason I couldn’t love my meal. Memo to me: don’t order the gravy at Jams.
There’s a stunning choice of items on the breakfast menu including a unique variety of pancakes, one of which my husband ordered and enjoyed – the Lemon Ricotta Pancake. My friend Frank had this to say about his No’wester Scramble: “Fresh like it was trucked in today”.
It’s kid friendly and long-wait friendly at Jams. There are toys in the back for little ones and Stumptown coffee out front for those waiting to squeeze into one of the cracked Naugahyde booths lining the interior of the small dining area. Our littlest breakfast bunch member loved his hot chocolate, but not his Oatmeal Chai Blueberry pancakes – a pleasing combo for his dad, but a little too complicated for untrained palates.
My biggest regret was being on pain meds for a crappy back because I really wanted to try one of their specialty breakfast cocktails. That combination would have rendered my useless for navigating Portland to Vancouver freeways and hey…I had shopping to do. The Bloody Mary comes highly recommended and if you give it a try, let me know what you think!
Spendy Scale: $
Coffee Rating: 4 (Stumptown - first cup came warm – not hot. Quickly remedied, however)
- Art for sale
Contact Information2239 Southeast Hawthorne Boulevard
Portland, OR 97214
Open Daily 7:30am-3pm