What: Sequimbled Eggs ($18.99)
Where: Steelhead Diner
When: Sunday morning
Would I eat it again? Definitely! Especially if your father is paying.
Sequimbled eggs are how I started Father's Day because 1) I consider Steelhead Diner one of the best places to eat in Seattle, 2) I wanted a satisfying breakfast, and 3) I was a wee bit hungover from the night before at the Pink Door. Sun + deck seating + multiple half-carafes = sunburn and too much wine. Ugh. I don't remember the last time I anticipated a Sunday brunch so enthusiastically.
I may be exaggerating here, but I believe Sequimbled eggs are literally magical -- having the power to satisfy your craving for a comforting meal while nourishing your body with healthful, fresh, local food.
Okay, so maybe the Hollandaise sauce on top of the eggs isn't exactly healthful, but the fresh jumbo lump crabmeat, two perfectly paoched eggs and two thick slices of rustic bread underneath the sauce are. I actually ordered the Hollandaise on the side the first time I ordered this dish, and didn't even use it.
Sequimbled eggs are named after Sequim, which is next to Dungeness, Washington. Good for you if you knew that. Chef Kevin Davis just about laughed in my face when I asked.
The dish doesn't come with any fixins' -- no house potatoes or sides of bacon. But it does come with a basket of fresh bread from Golden Crown Bakery and a pat of pesto-soaked butter. And if you really want to spice up brunch, order a Bloody Mary. Steelhead's are just about the spiciest in town.