– by Brian Griffin
When I was a little kid, I used to try to find somewhere that I had never been. I would look for a place where I had never sat to see the world from a perspective that I had never experienced. I would find a small corner of the yard and look at the same trees, and the same garden hose, but with brand new eyes. I would climb a tree and look down onto the neighborhood and I would always feel like what was going on in my world back on the ground was insignificant.
Monotony has a way of consuming you. It is easy to begin to feel like your little world is all that there is, and it is all that matters. It is a rare feeling when you are able to break free of that. You sit down somewhere that you have never been in your own home town, and you do not recognize what is around you. There are places to go that give you a different perspective. An elevated perspective. A slightly different view of the river. But largely, we find ourselves in a new place, overlooking the same scenery, behind the next burger and fries. But rarely have I found an environment that truly felt like I was somewhere else entirely.
At Michele’s does not remind me of Richland. It feels like a steampunk dream of an event venue. There are giant metal barn doors, and moving gears above the bar. The grand piano in the entryway feels like a relic from another time, placed in the center of a building reclaimed from the future. The front patio only provides the slightest hint of its home when you see a tumbleweed roll across the parking lot. The entire facility provides a welcoming, and pleasantly disorienting allure, with chandeliers and vintage lamps and couches. Like a passenger on the Titanic’s idea of what the future would be.
Is that whimsical enough for you? Let’s talk about brunch.
I have never been to a breakfast with Ginger at which she did not order eggs benedict. Today was no different. There are two choices, one being called simply eggs benedict, which is an upscale version of your common eggs benedict, with poached eggs, ham and hollandaise on top of an english muffin with the addition of pork belly. But she didn’t order that one. Because Ginger is special, and there is another dish called special eggs benedict. This has everything that comes on the eggs benedict with the addition of lobster, and a dungeness crab bearnaise. I am realizing now that I didn’t ask what a dungeness crab bearnaise is. I try to do these articles with as little Googling as possible, so I’m going to assume that the bearnaise is prepared by a crab. When he is finished, he clicks his claws together as if to say “voilá.”
~Michele’s special eggs Benedict. Has house-cured pork belly, lobster tail meat, herb-cured ham and Dungeness crab
Eggs bene w/ herb-cured pork belly below
I went the route of a traditional breakfast. Classic is the word that they use, but I would use the word ideal. There is something about the layout of eggs, sausage, potatoes and an English muffin on a plate next to a cup of coffee that warms me to my core. The variable here is in the adjectives, namely coffee spiced sausage and black garlic roasted red potatoes. As fragrant and robust as coffee tends to be, I expected a more bold presence in the sausage. It added a subtle background note to the dish that I would not have been able to identify immediately.
Lemon ricotta pancakes with blackberry honey butter and coffee spiced sausage (below)
I have never had black garlic before. I am certain that I would have survived as a hunter gatherer. Presumably, there was a considerably dangerous process of trial and error when it came to discovering what foods were and were not edible, and I would not have participated in any manner. Three cavemen named Zog, Thag and Brian are out in the fields and they come across a variety of mushrooms. Zog grabs one and eats it, and he dies on the spot. Thag turns to Brian and says “Zog dead now. So try Thag’s black garlic. Thag heat garlic for weeks, now garlic is black.” Brian politely declines and eats lettuce and rabbits for the rest of his life. Anyway, the black garlic roasted red potatoes are excellent.
I don’t remember hearing much about brunch as a kid. I really don’t think I was aware of brunch as a concept until social media took over the world. On any given Sunday, I can scroll through my Instagram feed and see all of the perfectly dressed groups of friends out on patios across the country with their quinoa quiches. The true power of brunch is in its ability to soothe a hangover. I don’t think that avocado toast and a juice cleanse is the best way to do that, but it certainly paints a better picture of you on Instagram than a mountain of gravy and nachos at 10:30 in the morning. Brunch is more than a meal now. It is a sanctuary. A place of worship, with an altar of lipstick stained champagne flutes and avocado pits. There is something about an elegantly executed brunch on a Sunday that puts me into the perfect mood to do absolutely nothing for the rest of the day, when that was really a decision that I made the night before.
At Michele’s showed me some of the best of both worlds.
VIBE At Michele’s Facts- Absolutely breathtaking venue/restaurant. If you only go for the ambiance it wouldn’t be a mistake. Rough 360 video here: http://bit.ly/2KxRQKQ They’re open for dinner Thurs thru Sat with Sunday brunch only. We’ve had the pleasure of having dinner At Michele’s once & it was out of this world good. The herb crusted tomahawk pork loin chop that we had was honestly one of the best I have ever had. Period. So be sure to click the picture link for cork and fork below to view those dishes. There is weekend music w/ fantastic local & traveling bands. To find all menus & more dinner/brunch pictures go to At Michele’s Album folder on Cork & Fork here: https://www.facebook.com/pg/tricitycorkfork/photos/?tab=album/AtMichele’s