1.23.2010

Little Red Bike Cafe

Little Red Bike Cafe
4823 North Lombard St. (between Fiske and Jordan)
Portland, Oregon 97203
503.289.0120
Click HERE for directions
Read LRBC blog here: BLOG

Erin: A M A Z I N G! Erik has been promising to take me to this little cafe for about a year now. If I only would have known what I was missing I would have begged him to take me there a long time ago. I ordered a breakfast sandwich with egg, applewood bacon and apple butter and a side of fruity granola heaven. It was all VERY delicious. (I do not like raisins in my yogurt fruit bowl -my only complaint).
The cafe was full when we got there so we had to wait outside for a spell. The nice girl at the counter came out and turned a heater on for us and we drank hot tea. It was pleasant. Then we moved inside and got our food. I was on cloud nine. If you have been watching the show The Bachelor then you have heard that term used a lot... They don't know what they are talking about. Cloud nine is not a hot tub full of 10 beautiful women who are desperate to marry you. It is a breakfast sandwich at Little Red Bike Cafe with your best friend. That is cloud nine.
On our walk through the Pearl District later (I had to check my schedule and buy some paper for a menu I am designing) a couple of men stopped us and asked us where a great sandwich place was. We were far from LRBC so Erik pointed them in the direction of Fullers. I was convinced that the men recognized us from our food blog and knew that we would tell them a great place to eat. My guess is that they weren't even hungry they just wanted to talk to us. Ha? Yeah I know there are only like 5 readers right now... But I'm sure it will catch on.
Erik: Little Red Bike Cafe is so so real. Some of the chosen few like to call it LRBC. Some people like to say NoPo instead of North Portland. So be it. Back when I lived in NoPo I used to go to LRBC all the time. I used to sleep in, skip class, and then assuage my guilt with tea, maybe some coffee, and one-of-a-kind brain flipping delicious breakfast sandwiches. My roomates tell me that I make good breakfast sandwiches, but let me tell you my breakfast sandwiches (or B-Sans as some people like to call them) are pedestrian compared to LRBC's. They serve 'em up on a ciabatta, all have egg, and you can choose one with any number of insanely good meats, fake meats, cheeses, and aoilis. They serve all this with fruit that somehow manages to look as perfect as if Bob Ross painted them on my plate. No, actually not even Bob Ross could paint something more stunning, because as I think I mentioned before, this mess is so so real. Seriously, look at that fruit and yogurt bowl and try not to weep loudly with joy.

When a little piece of heaven like this falls into yr nieghborhood, it tends not to go unnoticed, so if you go you might have a little trouble finding somewhere to sit. Do not let this discourage you though, because you could eat an LRBC "B-San" with a horde of mongols charging at you and you would take no notice as you are swept away into a delicious mythical reality where anything is possible. What? Also, do not sleep on their lunch menu. It is almost as good. Almost. The tuna happens to be my favorite. I love this place, and now that I don't live in the nieghborhood anymore I miss it woefully like a long lost lover named "Sammy B'Sam." Come back to me baby.