Edgar, revisited

So, I know I have already posted on Edgar, but I promise this one won't be so mushy...it's our first restaurant review on the blog so I hope you enjoy it.

K and I went to Edgar on Sunday, February 20. Luckily we arrived at exactly 10:00am and were the first ones through the door. Within the first 10 minutes, the entire 11 seats filled up and by 10:25, between 15-20 had come and gone for lack of seating. I believe this is a true testament to the magic coming out of the tiny little kitchen.

On to the food!

As we were waiting for our food, K was being stared at by a perfectly baked White Chocolate and Cranberry cookie (it was LOOKING at me! -K), which we devoured in about 10 seconds between the two of us. The cookie itself had a slight crunch on the outside while staying perfectly moist on the inside. The addition of the melted chocolate and tart cranberries was the perfect balance.

As usual, K ordered a smoothie (Banana, Raspberry and Blueberry), while I had my coffee, which Simon has gotten better and better at making each week, which says something since it was really good to begin with.

K and I both decided to order the Pain Dore, which as I expressed previously, I am obsessed with. This week was an offering of a HUGE portion filled with a simple ham, Jarlsberg cheese and apple butter. The bread had a nice crunch on the outside, while staying nice and moist on the inside. As anyone that has had Marysol's pain dore can attest to, she loves big portions with a healthy supply of maple syrup. Like I have said in previous posts, I don't usually care for maple syrup, I find it often over powering in terms of sweetness. The sharpness of the Jarlsberg was perfect to cut the sweetness of the syrup, while the ham added a nice savoury aspect to the dish, and also helped to balance out the sharp cheese and sweet syrup.

This may have been the best trip we have had to Edgar, the food was amazing, the place was packed, and Marysol, Simon, and Katie were on the top of their game making everyone happy as best they could, while maintaining their sanity during a very busy period.

The only issue I had during the visit was that there were dishes that needed to be cleaned. I knew however that if I went back and washed them, I may have gotten hit with a pan by Marysol or Simon. Just knowing there were dishes in the back drove me crazy, and is still bugging me to be honest.

We will of course be back at Edgar, soon, to enjoy another wonderful breakfast.

- A

Amour pain doré

Just an FYI... I don't speak French. I know what Pain Doré is because of a wonderful little hideaway in Hull called Edgar.

Edgar is owned and operated by the awesome Marysol, with help from her partner Simon, who have worked tirelessly to provide us all with amazing food. I have yet to have lunch here, but each weekend, K and I can be found in one of the little tables enjoying whatever Marysol's lovely little brain can cook up...usually filled with bacon (part of the inspiration for this blog's name! -K).

K and I are going to properly review Edgar's offerings this weekend, but I have chosen to make my first post about the impact Marysol, Simon and Edgar as a whole have had on me.

We discovered Edgar because K started following Marysol's blog, and we were there opening week and have been back most every weekend since. The first day we went, we really didn't speak to Marysol and Simon, but when we left, we were raving about our experience on Twitter and basically haven't stopped singing their praises. Edgar is about more than food to us, it's about going to a restaurant that makes us feel at home. We have since become friends with Marysol and Simon. Good food is about more than flavour to me. To me, good food is about the whole experience. The service, the food, the staff, the atmosphere, and to be honest, Edgar is tops for me.

K and I had a great experience on Saturday at Edgar that didn't involve us eating food, like usual. K had the idea that she wanted to cook something for Marysol, so she did. (Ahem, bacon jam, by the way. -K) We went over and when we got there, it was busy, they were short-staffed and the dishes were piling up in the sink. K went right to work making a killer Panini for Marysol and Katie, and I decided I would do the dishes for them. You wouldn't think so, but doing dishes for 2 hours in a restaurant was kind of awesome. It felt great to help out a friend when she has done so much for me so many times, even though they might not know it.

As I was doing the dishes, Simon came in to help close down the shop, and when he walked around to the sink, he looked shocked and/or mortified. He said to me, "I can do those", to which I responded "so can I". It felt so great to do what I could to possibly get them out of there earlier than usual.

I don't think I know how to properly articulate the impact Marysol and Simon have had on me. I see how hard they work to give everyone the best food possible and it makes me think that if they have the strength to work so hard to do all they do, I can have the strength to chase my own dreams, no matter how difficult the process may be.

Oh and if you haven't tried it yet, the pain doré is always fantastic!

-A