The Cottage

20 Sep

Early Sunday morning Isaac asked me, “Do you want pancakes for breakfast?”

I honestly hadn’t gotten that far, to the point of deciding what I wanted to eat that morning so I just brushed him off and carried on with my puttering in the garden.  Then he brought it up again, “So, you do want pancakes for breakfast, right?”

I can be epically dense in the morning but I was beginning to take the hint.  “Yes, yes I do want pancakes.  Why don’t we try that place over on the edge of East Chatham, The Cottage,” I suggested.

So we jumped in the car and headed through Old Chatham, past the Sheepherding Farm and turned into a dusty parking lot in front of an old low-slung building with frilly, frothy curtains.  The decor is exactly what you would expect, wood paneled walls, the aforementioned curtains, lots of yellow and bright blue, big plastic soda glasses from the 80s and slightly sticky tabletops–but the food is just a bit more than what it should be.

There’s a full English breakfast on the menu and truly memorable English muffin bread, toasted on the griddle and served with a thick smear of really good butter. And though we didn’t try it, we both want to go back for the Pastrami Surprise sandwich and a Rueben which is promised to come with red cabbage in place of sauerkraut.

And the pancakes?  So so.  They suffered from being served with fake maple syrup, but they were good enough.  They scratched an itch and introduced us to a solid, honest place to break our fast.


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