Breakfast Crawl...Restaurant Review: Eggs in the City

This review is late in coming since we went to Eggs in the City for the first time about two weeks ago. It was a nice bright sunny morning and we were not the only ones who thought eggs were a good idea.  I've been hearing about this spot for over a year and I was really excited to get in there, and even saved it for my D.C. guest, Jessie Pinkrah to go. 

When we arrived, the we had about a 20 minute wait, so we went over to Emigration Market and bought some nice ripe peaces and raspberry lemonade. Unfortunately, when we came back, we still had about another 20 minute wait. After waiting about 40 minutes for breakfast, we were ravished and were eager to have great food. As we checked out the menu, there were lots of egg fares to choose from: Eggs Benedict and Eggs Florentine to Huevos Rancheros, Steak n' Eggs and make your own omelettes.  It also had typical breakfast items including hot cake stacks, biscuits and gravy, and crepes. We ordered are food quickly and it came back quickly as well. 

Laura two pieces of the French Toast, which ends up being more like four. She found the dish very plain, but full of flavor. It isn't your typical french toast, but were reminiscent of a more Parisian style because they were made of sliced baguettes and seemed to have a hint of marmalade or jam.  

Jessie had a short stack of breakfast cakes with a side of scrambled eggs. We wanted one of us to get eggs. After all it is Eggs in the City. However, jessie was disappointed by the eggs, which were mediocre at best, lacking any flare or expertise. She thought the pancakes were fairly standard, leaving us all rejecting the hype surrounding this local hotspot. 

I had the Greek skillet, which consisted of spinach, peppers, onions, feta, cheddar, and avocado on top of potatoes served with a side of english muffins. The combination of feta and cheddar seemed a bit odd, but worked as feta does not melt and the cheddar bound it all together beautifully. I have to admit that there was not enough included in the skillet that made this dish unequivocally Greek. A few kalamata olives would have pushed the skillet to the top. However, it was filling, but just not enough to talk about beyond explaining what I ate.

The photo above perfect captures our feelings about Eggs in the City: eh. The food was better than okay, I won't say it was not good. What i will say, is that the wait to eat was not enough to make it worth it. Beyond that, while we sat and ate we felt rushed as servers asked if you were done with your food too quickly and hurried through ordering. The hustle and bustle of Eggs in the City was too distracting  for a leisurely weekend brunch and not enough to hurry me back to the corner of 13th South and 17th East anytime soon.