Hands down the best cheap breakfast and lunch in Downtown Victoria.
It's not fancy, it's not going to serve you free range bison on top of artisan bread rolls made by refugee farmers from the Okotoks. The eggs are eggs made from battery hens, the bread comes from huge loaves, pre-sliced on delivery, the bacon is unsmoked and simple.
That's fine. When my BLT and coffee give me change from a ten dollar bill, that's value. Especially when the food is fast, fresh and well prepared. Two slices of brown bread, a thick slice of tomato, crisp lettuce bed and a couple of rashers of bacon. Nothing to complain about there. It's not the world's greatest BLT. But it's a good one.
To go with it, there's a small pile of crisp fries. Wedged shaped potato chunks with the skin, they have a crispy outside and a fluffy centre. There's not much of a potato flavour in there, but they are also decent, and work well with the hot sauce. The hot sauce has a fair kick to it, just for the warning. It's not just for flavour effect.
My friends got a thick Monte Cristo sandwich which looked to be overflowing with ham and chicken. The sandwich was scoffed up with no trouble at all and a happy smile on the recipient's face. The two egg breakfast also got approval by my friend with a lighter appetite.
The service was friendly and kept the coffee levels topped up. They serve water in thick plastic beakers, and for some reason, cold water never tastes right to me in plastic beakers. But I have to stay hydrated. My neighbour told me so as I left the building this morning.
The Sour Pickle is small, maybe 20 seats, and simply adorned. Shoved in between Swans and a Hairdressers, they use floor area well, and it's close enough to main areas of the town to be convenient. They are very welcoming to children, with books and crayons for them to be entertained with.
It's not fancy, it's not going to serve you free range bison on top of artisan bread rolls made by refugee farmers from the Okotoks. The eggs are eggs made from battery hens, the bread comes from huge loaves, pre-sliced on delivery, the bacon is unsmoked and simple.
That's fine. When my BLT and coffee give me change from a ten dollar bill, that's value. Especially when the food is fast, fresh and well prepared. Two slices of brown bread, a thick slice of tomato, crisp lettuce bed and a couple of rashers of bacon. Nothing to complain about there. It's not the world's greatest BLT. But it's a good one.
To go with it, there's a small pile of crisp fries. Wedged shaped potato chunks with the skin, they have a crispy outside and a fluffy centre. There's not much of a potato flavour in there, but they are also decent, and work well with the hot sauce. The hot sauce has a fair kick to it, just for the warning. It's not just for flavour effect.
My friends got a thick Monte Cristo sandwich which looked to be overflowing with ham and chicken. The sandwich was scoffed up with no trouble at all and a happy smile on the recipient's face. The two egg breakfast also got approval by my friend with a lighter appetite.
The service was friendly and kept the coffee levels topped up. They serve water in thick plastic beakers, and for some reason, cold water never tastes right to me in plastic beakers. But I have to stay hydrated. My neighbour told me so as I left the building this morning.
The Sour Pickle is small, maybe 20 seats, and simply adorned. Shoved in between Swans and a Hairdressers, they use floor area well, and it's close enough to main areas of the town to be convenient. They are very welcoming to children, with books and crayons for them to be entertained with.
It'll probably never win an award, or make any top hipsters lists. It will get my business again.
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