The morning of Clay's "Business Meeting" (Ahem: Golf Tournament) we roamed & roved until time to meet back up. I had long wanted to try Maple Street Biscuit Company, so when we stumbled across their new Beaches location, it was all happy anticipation.
We were not disappointed. The place has atmosphere... really nice atmosphere.
Above the drink station hang Mason jar lights, wire baskets line the dining area and the long sturdy tables provide plenty of sitting room for large parties.
Had the Atlantic Ocean not been lapping the shore just across the road, the warmth and earthy textures coupled with the friendliness of the staff could have convinced me that I was in a mountain breakfast house. Years of family road trips to North Carolina and Tennessee have left me quite fond of such places, though I'm inclined to believe most everyone has at least a slight breakfast bias.
{Do you?}
One of the benefits of having such a "shoe-full" of children is that we are equipped to divide and conquer. We divided and conquered the menu with an eclectic order. Then we practiced our sharing skills at the table, so that each person got to sample a wide range of flavors from the menu.
We started with an order of "Bob Hash Ups" ~ home fries topped with cheddar, pulled pork & a fried egg.
LoLo opted for a Cinnamon Pecan biscuit:
Both boys opted for biscuits with gravy:
I went with The Farmer~ fried chicken topped with bacon, cheddar and apple butter
Rye had a butter biscuit with the special house made B2 Jam (blueberries, blackberries)
...and chocolate milk, of course.
Something went a little awry with our order- I can't remember what it was but it was minuscule, like they gave me a soda cup when I needed a coffee mug or something... I really can't remember exactly what it was because I didn't think twice about it. However, to make amends for this 'huge blunder' they sent a plate of Cinnamon Pecan biscuits to our table with much customer service and goodwill.
We had more food than we could finish before it was over. Thankfully, they have take-out boxes. The photos you see here are of non- morning people, IN THE MORNING! They don't drink coffee yet, so the smiles must have been put there by Maple Street goodness.
Actually, Chandler IS kind of a morning person... still, they are all looking forward to our next trip to biscuit town.
We were not disappointed. The place has atmosphere... really nice atmosphere.
Above the drink station hang Mason jar lights, wire baskets line the dining area and the long sturdy tables provide plenty of sitting room for large parties.
Had the Atlantic Ocean not been lapping the shore just across the road, the warmth and earthy textures coupled with the friendliness of the staff could have convinced me that I was in a mountain breakfast house. Years of family road trips to North Carolina and Tennessee have left me quite fond of such places, though I'm inclined to believe most everyone has at least a slight breakfast bias.
{Do you?}
One of the benefits of having such a "shoe-full" of children is that we are equipped to divide and conquer. We divided and conquered the menu with an eclectic order. Then we practiced our sharing skills at the table, so that each person got to sample a wide range of flavors from the menu.
We started with an order of "Bob Hash Ups" ~ home fries topped with cheddar, pulled pork & a fried egg.
LoLo opted for a Cinnamon Pecan biscuit:
Both boys opted for biscuits with gravy:
I went with The Farmer~ fried chicken topped with bacon, cheddar and apple butter
Rye had a butter biscuit with the special house made B2 Jam (blueberries, blackberries)
...and chocolate milk, of course.
Something went a little awry with our order- I can't remember what it was but it was minuscule, like they gave me a soda cup when I needed a coffee mug or something... I really can't remember exactly what it was because I didn't think twice about it. However, to make amends for this 'huge blunder' they sent a plate of Cinnamon Pecan biscuits to our table with much customer service and goodwill.
We had more food than we could finish before it was over. Thankfully, they have take-out boxes. The photos you see here are of non- morning people, IN THE MORNING! They don't drink coffee yet, so the smiles must have been put there by Maple Street goodness.
Actually, Chandler IS kind of a morning person... still, they are all looking forward to our next trip to biscuit town.