On this dreary October evening, with our first *gasp* snow in the forecast, I am remembering a sunny Sunday morning about six weeks ago, lolling around on the sidewalk as we waited our turn at a quaint table at The Buttered Tin in downtown St. Paul. Lovely wait and worth it!
I had an ahh-mazing daily special hash with smoked trout in it. I like my entrees a bit on the salty side and this fit the bill with the smoked fish. My only bummer was that since they did not offer GF toast – BTW, I can understand a bakery establishment not wanting to whip out some frozen bread – that my plate looked a tad scanty, especially because all my non-GF friends were eating plates teeming with food. It’s totally something psychological, as I had plenty to eat and was satisfied when the meal was done. This became really clear to me when we went to Shish and they had subbed some fruit in for the toast (since they didn’t offer GF bread either). It made me feel as a GF diner that I was not doing without (especially as I was still paying the same price for the dish).
But look at this! I can still taste it, weeks later. It was incredible.
We topped off breakfast with a cupcake.
Looking forward to another brunch at The Buttered Tin very soon!