This isn’t the first time I’ve blogged about Sqirl. I’ve eaten their famous jams at home; even tried their baked goods and savory stuff at events. I’ve heard the hype and have been wanting to visit since they opened in 2012. But I admit, I was scared. I’d heard the space = tiny, the lines = long, the service = slow, the parking = a pain, the seating = limited, and the hipsters = intimidating.
Diana psyched me up to go on a weekday for lunch, when everything was much more manageable.
Since it was my first time, I stuck to the classics.
Well, not the coffee part – but definitely the toast.
This kinda put the one on Larchmont to shame.
Brioche – delicate, flaky and slightly charred/burnt on the edges, slathered in house-made ricotta and Wild Blueberry Tarragon Preserves.
I obviously got a little snap happy. It’s all over my social media feeds, and has even taken over my Facebook Page!
Gloriously delicious, as was Diana’s dish – the Brown Rice Sorrel Pesto Bowl with Feta, Greens, Radish, and Bacon.
This food is worth facing your fears for.