Breakfast of Champions

Got the camera up and running. decided to document my morning for all you fine folks (both of you). Since the drinking had been spectacular the night before, I decided to skip the flash photography until I had some food in me. So my friend and I set out on an epic odyssey across the frozen reaches of the great Alaskan wilderness.

See the wilderness?
After an unending trek across this frozen waste, we reached out destination Humpy's Great Alaskan Alehouse. This is one of the best restaurants for local flavor. They also usually have beer.

Upon arrival I was immediately ambushed by the Bloody Mary bar and broke my fast with this. Vodka, Extra spicy Bloody Mary mix, pickled asparagus, reindeer sausage, celery and lime slices, topped of with Cholula hot sauce and pepper.

Escaping after sustaining only one bite we met our friendly waitstaff-type person and were brought frosty beverages. Guinness for her.


And a Moose's Tooth Hard Apple Ale for me (I always think you should have a glass of juice with breakfast).


After perusing the victuals we settled on variations of an old classic; Eggs Benedict. I ordered the classic mode, and she decided upon the King Crab Cakes Benedict. We decided to split a Belgian Waffle (syrup and butter, none of that silly fruit crap).

The home fries were tasty but rather pedestrian, but the hollandaise. The hollandaise is worth starting a knife fight over. Creamy, rich and smooth, salty and just a touch tart.

The crab cakes were crisp, juicy and flavorful, tasting like crab, rather that the herbs and spices of the breading. The eggs were perfect, light and tasty. and the waffle was excellent as well, crisp, light and fluffy. the butter meted and gathered in the wells. torn apart and dipped into the syrup.

By this time we're on the second round. Again with the Guinness for her and i, being ready to start the serious drinking, stepped up to a Midnight Sun Double Chocolate Stout. Holy Cats, wast this thing good. Smooth and velvety with a lovely hops flavor and mild bitterness and a deep yet subtle flavor of chocolate. Our friendly waitstaff-type person suggested ice cream to go with. being skeptical as a matter of nature, I at first scoffed, but when she offered some for free, I could not pass-up the experience.

And damn me if she wasn't right. Vanilla ice cream in double chocolate stout? Fucking awesome.

The bones of out repast picked clean and feeling fit enough to pull the fins off a gundar, we set forth int the glorious sunny Alaskan day.