A fabulous brunchy breakfast served on a cheerful plate at Auntie M’s in Seaside.

When the weather will comply, IZ and I have a tradition of long walks along the river on Saturdays. We typically stop for a coffee or tea and then walk for as long as our legs will carry us. But this morning we found ourselves rained out after an hour. Cold, wet, decidedly hungry, we slogged back to our car and drove home. 

This is what sleep deprivation looks like.

We had almost thrown in the towel this morning and opted for breakfast. Last night was a late night of work.  IZ made it bed by 3, I was a relative early bird in bed by 1 am. We were zonked and walking in the spit didn’t sound as good as the plates of eggs and bacon being paraded in front of us at Astoria Coffee House. But, my jeans have been screaming at me and photos don’t lie: I’ve um packed on the pounds this winter. My job has me sitting all day and I look forward to the long walks and talks: so we didn’t stay. 

Of course, by the time we made it home, Astoria Coffee was no longer serving breakfast. So, on a tip from my lovely friend Candace, we headed out to Auntie M’s in Seaside. They serve breakfast sandwiches until 2 and all their food is homemade. It sounded like a fitting brunch date after such a disappointing walk. (note: wet skinny jeans, friends, are no picnic to peel off! And that makes me laugh, skinny jeans: even my jeans are in denial.)

Talking physics 

I’m pretty sure the croissant wasn’t a good diet choice. But my mouth will totally disagree. Soooo good, crispy, flaky, yummy. I really, seriously love a good croissant. And the eggs was so fluffy and light. Iz and I had tea (decaf Earl Grey: Meh. That’s my fault, Earl Grey shouldn’t be decaf, not really!) but Geo had an espresso drink that he said was really good. I probably should have tried their mocha, but the Earl Grey was calling to me. He’s like that, the Earl… such a seducer. 

Anyhow, it completely made up for our sad, wet walk. Auntie M’s place is cozy and fun and the staff is really lovely. And if the weather will treat you right (or you don’t mind getting drenched) it’s just a short walk to the beach. Just about perfect, I’d say. You know, for a rainy day. 

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