We had been in Baltimore for a concert the night before and made this our breakfast stop before heading home the following morning. This was a second visit for me and a first for another family member who heard me rave about my first visit for weeks after my initial experience. We
arrived around 10:30 am on a Monday morning, found a parking spot two blocks away and joined the already formed crowd gathered on the sidewalk out front. The courteous, energetic young guy took our name and told us the wait would be about 45 mins. There was no question as to whether or not we were going to wait that long, they could have told us two hours and
we would have waited. We were offered menus to look at and complimentary coffee inside, a kind gesture, even for us non coffee drinkers. We spent our time counting the number of people exiting trying to calculate when our name would be called. After a 30 minute wait, it was
our turn to fill our bellies. Our plans for our drive home included shopping, which meant it would be an all day event. Sadly, the shopping priority interfered with our menu selections. If we were going straight home, we would have ordered bags full of to go boxes filled with all of their specialties, but limited to our dine in selections only. We both ordered the Full Moon with scrambled eggs and bacon. I choose the Capt. Crunch French toast and my DP chose the Red Velvet Pancakes. By the time we had placed our orders, the crowd outside had grown larger and the wait time was then up to 1 hour and 45 minutes. We were in awe that such a tiny little joint
attracted a steady, never ending flow of people and seemed to handle it rather well. It took 30 minutes for our food to arrive and I am quite sure it was ready sooner than that as I heard the kitchen bell ring several times, but our server was busy rearranging tables for a larger party and also the person seating the guests. It appeared he was the jack of all trades, but never seemed to be stressed. Not only does the Blue Moon Cafe serve delicious food, but they nail the
presentation, making it look even more scrumptious. Don't be fooled by the term short stack, the two monstrous, deep red, thick, fluffy circles dotted with white chocolate chips inside were adorned with a super generous blob of cream cheese topping similar to cake icing, but runnier, real whipped cream, as strawberry and more white chocolate chips. The two thick slabs of Texas style bread were slightly crunchy sans the sometimes soggy factor in French toast. Also
topped with a gob of the best whipped cream in the world and huge pieces of fresh
fruit, the pile was almost too perfectly pretty to eat. We dug in, trying to eat as much as we could without being terribly uncomfortable. A bit hard to do, when you keep saying "just one more small bite." I'm not usually an eater of breakfast meats, but chose the bacon. It had a
nice chewy texture, with little fat and some grease, but definitely appeared to be of higher quality than the typical cheap diner bacon. Eggs were scrambled, a tad dry, but fine. When placing our order, we also ordered one of their huge cinnamon rolls. We figured it would be about
the only thing we could bring home to my husband that wouldn't spoil along the way. When it was time to get the check, our server apologized and told us the cinnamon buns had sold out. In place of that, he comped us two gigantic biscuits with their homemade jam. Of course we took him up on his offer. Unable to eat most of our meals we boxed up the non-perishable stuff and headed out with a big smile and promised those standing in line that their wait would be well worth it.
If only the Blue Moon Café were right down the street instead of two hours away. For now, I'll just keep finding excuses to come to Baltimore.