Bijou, Cafe
I’m so horrible!! I went to Bijou, Cafe like a MONTH ago and just now am getting around to posting. Can you stand it? It’s not like I have better things to do with my life…… Bijou, Cafe is known for it’s french omelets. What is a french omelet, you say?? Well, it’s just like a regular omelet. Except the inside is still fluffy and soft. Basically, you may think it’s undercooked, but they assure you, it is fully cooked. You get this effect by stirring the top layer of the omelet while the bottom is forming a skin. If you love runny eggs, you will love this omelet. If you prefer your eggs like me, hard, ask for the omelet “dry” and they will cook it even more thoroughly.
Bijou, Cafe is definitely hip and chic. In a big farmhouse homey kind of way. They use Nustevia instead of fake sugar (bonus points for them in natural food heaven) and mostly organic food. ( I actually think they use all organic, but forgot to check, so can’t actually say for sure.) I love the fresh cream on the table, in a little jug…. makes me feel like a tea party. Did your mom ever let you use milk in your tea set for your tea parties? My mom never did…. I had the Farmer’s omelet, and, while I can eat the omelet French style, I think next time I will definitely ask for “dry”. I just can’t get over the undercooked egg feeling. It had bacon, goat cheese, green onions… pretty good, but again, these chic places (read=Cadillac Cafe) are all into the smaller size omelets. I suppose it’s a “correct serving” size omelet. But they just look puny sometimes. Caleb had the Cypress omelet, which had potatoes in it, so his was a little bigger, it’s the one in the picture. (Imagine mine smaller than that.) Suprisingly, neither of us ate the potatoes, so can’t comment there… they offer toast or fresh made blueberry muffin, too. The orange juice is just pure heaven, fresh squeezed, the kind when you were a kid you would put your fork through it to collect the pulp. ( I suppose that if you were to do that as an adult, you would probably get funny looks. Go ahead and try it though.) Cool waiter, he was perfectly efficient, although there was a strange girl who’s only job as far as I could tell was filling water… in about a 7 min period, she filled my water 4 times. I guess I drink a lot of water. Ok, so I was purposely drinking a lot of water to see how many times she would come. During weekday mornings, you see this place filled with suit-n-ties doing “power breakfasts.” Bijou, Cafe is located at 132 SW Third Ave, open M-F 7am-2pm, Sa-Su 8am-2pm.
PS, another funny picture was taken at Bijou, Cafe. I call this “Abusive wife or waxing gone wrong?”

Caleb ordered the special, which was french toast with pomegranate molasses syrup, but when he got it, there was hardly any syrup on it, Justin said the kitchen was “going light” because it was running out. So he also brought regular syrup, which was nice, but wouldn’t you think that the kitchen would keep giving normal portions until they ran out, not half portions because they didn’t want to say “We’re out”? The french toast was wonderful though, dipped in custard, the syrup really tangy. I had the special omelet, which came with potatoes and breakfast bread. I subbed the potatoes out for fruit (which cost $2, ridiculous) and all I got was a small slice of pineapple and a small piece of watermelon. For an extra $2. You goddabekiddinme. The omelet was about the size of a Reser’s burrito, and the onions were still raw inside. It had (some) chorizo sausage, cilantro, tomatoes and sour cream. For $9, you can get much better omelets elsewhere. (Like even Elmer’s for heavens sake!) The breakfast bread was still super yummy though. And two mimosa’s later, I was not caring as much. Caleb tried the pear mimosa, really good stuff, and only $4.50. I think I’m going to be headed for fuller plates next time I want brunch though. Justin, our server, was attentive and great. Although I would have appreciated being told my fruit was going to cost me so much, especially after giving up the potatoes. Which brings me to a funny, at first I just asked Caleb if he wanted my potatoes (he loves hash browns and stuff) and he looks around furtively, and says “Don’t tell anyone, but I don’t really like the Cadillac potatoes.” But I think he is in the minority, most people love them. Located at 1801 NE Broadway, open 6am-2:30pm M-F, 7am-3pm Sa-Su.
(which our friends Shaun and Zina had a bad experience with, so I was going to tell him not to, but he was on the phone while we ordered, so… cest la vie!) but the burger turned out great. And even better was the onion rings with it! Really similar to the