Gary's Harvest Restaurant - 1

Date: 5/15/10

Address: Rt. 101
City: West Wilton
Phone: 603-654-9969
Web site: www.garysharvestrestaurant.com (not up to date)
Breakfast Hours: Served all day, M-Th 6:30-3, F-Sa 6:30-8:30

Take Cards? yes

STANDARD - 2 eggs OE, potatoes, bacon, toast
Eggs *****


Potatoes ***** Kind: Pan fries. Excellent. Crispy edges. Onions are optional and served on top, not mixed in.


Toast: substituted muffin
 (Sven didn't quite understand the rule yet... gotta get the toast, muffin is optional)

Bacon ***** Cooked just right. Crispy and chewy.
 


Muffin **** Kind: Pumpkin Walnut
The menu said "homemade muffins" and when we asked the server if this was true she replied, "No, but they may have been made in someone's home". Point off for that! However, it was quite tasty. Grilled, butter on the plate was soft and warm and spread easily. Sven wasn't very nice about sharing the top, which appeared to have the perfect amount of crunch.
 


SERVER RECOMMENDATION: Blueberry Pancakes 


SPECIAL: **** French toast sandwich. Egg over hard with sausage patty and hash browns. The sandwich arrived with a nice pool of melted butter on top of the a bit too thin, white French toast and the hash browns were not homemade, but for $5 this was a pretty good breakfast.

MISCELLANEOUS:
Coffee *** Individual flavored creamers on the table. Nice addition.

SERVICE *** The server was competent, but had an indifferent attitude. She was definitely not chatty, nor did she make us feel special or that she was happy to have us there. 
 


DECOR *** Sort of family, country, home-style. Counter, booths and dining room. Bad art, in a good way.


CLEANLINESS *****


BATHROOMS **** Clean, small. No paper towels, only a hand dryer.


Notes: Had all the standard breakfast offerings, as well as, skillets, 4 varieties of eggs benedict, and a mexican omelet.

SVEN'S TAKE
This must be how marathon runners feel right at the opening gun. I can do this thing, I know – after all, I’ve trained for this day since I started eating solid food some 43 years ago. I’m feeling strong and self-satisfied as Olga and I slide into the booth on week one of our quest. Slow and steady wins the race, I keep telling myself.

The first chink in the armor shows up as I look at the specials board. Five specials and I can’t have any of them! Every one of them unique, every one of them described in loving detail on the chalkboard by the register, and every one of them promising to be fantastically delicious – the full parking lot outside could leave no doubt about that. But the rules are clear: one of us has to have the standard 2 eggs over easy, bacon, toast and homefries. This could be more difficult than I thought.

Fast forward 20 minutes and suffice it to say that I’m a fan of this place. Olga was nice enough to share part of the special she ordered, and the standard breakfast was pretty darn good – not life changing, but respectable. We both agreed that this would be a place we’d be likely to eat at again if we ever find ourselves driving to the Manchester airport in the wee hours of the morning. I give the place bonus points for the back page of their menu – but you’ll have to go check that out for yourself to see what I’m talking about.