Normally, you can take it to the bank that when you see a 30-deep line of hipsters outside a food trough or watering hole in PDX, that the experience is going to underwhelm. In this case, Gravy delivers the goods. After an inappropriately long wait, My Wife had The Corned Beef Hash, which had massive, tender chunks of well-seasoned corned beef, and a side of Hash Browns the size of a Condor Nest. Break a runny fried egg over this and it's heaven on a plate. I ordered a custom Scramble with the house home made sausage and ""double wide"" bacon, which was fan-frickin-tastic. In place of the potatoes (which I already had plenty of from the hash plate) I ordered a side of the challah french toast. This is where the breakfast went from five stars to out of this solar system delicious. Point blank, it's the best French Toast I've ever had in my life, by a wide margin. Slight crispiness outside, slightly gooey inside, with just enough vanilla and cinnamon to achieve perfection. If a human being could mate with french toast, I would have 12 fat little syrup covered kids. Here's how good the food was: I was straight-up dissed TWICE by two different waitresses when I asked for coffee, and the food was so good I stll gave the place five stars. In a city filled with overrated eateries with endless lines of bearded indie artist cyclist lame-os, Gravy stands alone in my book as the only one worth waiting for.
Pros: Insanely Good and Plentiful Food
Cons: Ridiculous Crowds, Hurried Servers
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