I’ve been listening to people rant and rave about West Egg since I moved to Atlanta last August but despite the countless cups of coffee I’ve had right down the street at Octane, I’ve never made it there - until Thursday morning. And yes, West Egg lived up to their reputation.
The place was fairly busy for a Thursday morning and I loved the energy walking in. I was greeted by an unexpected coffee shop/work area and a peppy waiter. He sat us at a table and after minutes of pondering their outstanding drink menu (fresh mimosas, Irish coffees, boozy smoothies!) I decided on a cup of joe from local roaster Batdorf & Bronson. It was Thursday morning after all? As for food, I went with the Blue Plate (two eggs over medium, biscuit, veggie sausage, and skillet potatoes). It was simple and everything was seasoned and cooked to perfection.
We also ordered the tofu scramble and having lived in Athens, Georgia and on The Grit’s tofu scramble for a little over a year, I’m hesitant of all other tofu scrambles. But again, West Egg lived up to their reputation and paired with creamy roasted garlic grits, it was wonderful.
I also had my very first fried green tomatoes. No, I’m not sure how I’ve lived in Georgia for over two years and haven’t had fried green tomatoes either. I do understand the hype now and I loved how West Egg paired theirs with horseradish sauce.
I’m not sure what I quite expected from West Egg but it was a lot more relaxed and casual than I had imagined. The Westside fascinates me with it’s broken yet swanky aesthetic. West Egg is definitely a good spot and I enjoyed how it made me (and my taste buds) feel.
I wore a little black dress, combat books, and red lips which was a fine switch from the Thursday morning business casual vibe.
I can’t wait to revisit West Egg. And now serving breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner I can only imagine the yummy posts to come. See you Tuesday.