{"id":3063,"date":"2010-05-08T16:42:46","date_gmt":"2010-05-08T23:42:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/burgersdogspizza.com\/?p=3063"},"modified":"2010-05-08T16:42:46","modified_gmt":"2010-05-08T23:42:46","slug":"portland-or-the-country-cat-reprise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.peterstromquist.com\/?p=3063","title":{"rendered":"Portland, OR &#8211; The Country Cat (reprise)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/burgersdogspizza.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/cat3.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3066\" title=\"cat3\" src=\"http:\/\/burgersdogspizza.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/cat3-1024x594.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"549\" height=\"318\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Mrs. BDB and I were meeting Mr. and Mrs. PDMAE (Portland Dealmaker Attorney Extraordinare), and we opted to hit Country Cat for Saturday brunch.\u00a0\u00a0 Arriving at 1230, there was no wait (always good for me, I&#8217;m the guy so easily distracted &#8211; oh, look, a chicken!), we were seated in a comfortable booth by the window, and an affable server greeted us, distributed menus, and took drink orders\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I thought Mrs BDB would go for a little hair of the dog (rough nite, last nite) but nope, Earl Grey for her and Mr PDMAE,\u00a0 iced tea (lemon, no sweetener) for Mrs PDMAE, and a cappuccino for me (I know, I know, it&#8217;s an after meal beverage, so what!?\u00a0 I live in a city where they serve cheese plates for appetizers, for gosh sakes!).<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Tempting to order Country Cat&#8217;s burger, but I didn&#8217;t, Mr PDMAE did, rare, says he, and Mrs PDMAE went with the fried chicken, Mrs BDB a grilled ham and cheese sandwich, and I with the eggs, biscuit and sausage gravy.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Service was prompt, courteous, friendly, and attentive without being overbearing.\u00a0 Good job, mate,\u00a0 sorry I didn&#8217;t catch your name.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>The food arrived after a fashion,\u00a0 and we all plowed into our plates, me and the legal eagle pausing a moment so I could take a pic of his burger, since I wasn&#8217;t imbibing.\u00a0 I have to say, it looked grand, and came with about thirty pounds of onion straws, and house-made catsup.\u00a0\u00a0 After legalist cut the burger in half, we could see it was done a bit more than ordered.\u00a0\u00a0 I hold no grudge&#8230;it wasn&#8217;t mine.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>The biscuits and gravy were superb, even if the eggs were basted, and not over easy as I had requested. 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