I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling of the hotel room. In my early morning pre-coffee grogginess one thought immediately entered my mind, homemade pop tarts. I showered, drafted Mason as a dining companion, and left the girls to lazily lounger about while we caught a cab to Ted’s Bulletin.
The restaurant is located near Capitol Hill at 508 8th Street SE, and after handing the cabbie the fare we entered the bricked fronted building. The restaurant is divided into two sections, the front bar areas had a couple of small tables anchored against the wall. Past the hostess stand and through a doorway was the main dining room. Behind this was the kitchen. I loved the art deco style of the restaurant and learned it had been constructed of pieces salvaged from the old Philadelphia Convention and Civic Center that was built in the 1930s. As atmosphere goes, Ted’s was top notch.
We took a seat at a table for two towards the front of the restaurant. The bartender came over, introduced himself, handed us two menus, and gave Mason some crayons. The menus were made to look like newspapers, and a cup of coffee appeared while I was looking over our breakfast options. While weighing two delicious options I looked up and saw a board listing adult milkshakes made with various liquors. It was 9 o’clock, and I was on vacation, but I not suck down a booze laced concoction in front of my 5 year old (though I totally wanted to.)
The bartender came back and I ordered the corn beef hash with rye toast, two eggs served over easy, and a bacon and peanut butter pop tart. Mason asked for a strawberry pop tart and some bacon. I read the Washington Post while he colored and we waited for our meal. We got lapped by a couple that came in after us, and as complaints of hunger and “where is are food” inquiries echoed from the opposite side of the table the bartender gave us a sympathetic look. He apologized for the wait, and eventually appeared with our meal.
The corn beef harsh consisted of large chunks of cured meat and potato perfectly seasoned and served with two eggs, cooked as I had ordered. Ted’s version of corned beef hash put to shame the finely chopped interpretations I have eaten at other diners. The pop tart was full of peanut butter, lightly glazed, and topped with bacon crumbles. Mason’t strawberry pop tart was full of jam and topped with colored sprinkles. The peanut butter variety was a bit dry, and of the two I enjoyed the strawberry pop tart more.
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