Supper on South Street
N. and I have been saving for a while now for something to splurge on. We’re not much into the party scene (any more), and we’re not really big on Atlantic City or other vice-like attractions such as gambling.
Well, that’s not entirely true. We do enjoy a few indulgences, typically in the form of breakfast. When we lived in Fayetteville, NC, we enjoyed our weekly patronage of a fabulous little place called M&D’s Pancakes. Since then, we’ve really longed for a spot that we could call “ours” when it comes to brunch.
This morning, we had a fantastic brunch at a little spot on South Street in Philadelphia called Supper. While it’s not a place that we could find ourselves every Sunday mid-morning (we’re more of the greasy spoon sort when it comes to breakfast fare), it did fit the “splurge” -bill. And it was an exceptional brunch.
Typically when I think of brunch, I (J.) don’t think of fine dining (as you may have guessed). However, Supper truly changed my mind. N. and I started with coffee, and I think they made an impression on me with that alone. When folks show up for brunch, I don’t think most people expect for the coffee to be wow-good. Coffee doesn’t have to be good. Theirs was fantastic. We then moved on to Banana Beignets. They were, in a word, awesome; the perfect amount of fried outer, just the right banana center, and a light dusting of sugar and cinnamon.
Our entrees were no less indulgent, and were equally well done. Now, like I said earlier, we’re not terribly accustomed to “fine” dining when it comes to breakfast foods. I would normally go for bacon, eggs, homefries, and something in or on a biscuit. Today, I had the strawberry ricotta blintze. It was very well made with fresh citrus-infused ricotta, a nice strawberry topping, and a tasty pastry. Very tasty, very well made; certainly something to write home about. Perhaps not something that I’ve never had before, though.
The same cannot be said about N.’s choice of dish, the grilled flatbread. As the menu states, this dish brings together serrano ham, caramelized onions, gruyere cheese and creme fraiche. And brings them together well indeed. To say it another way, if I could eat only one brunch item for the rest of my life, there is very little that could compete with this little treat for top billing. The grilled bread, the sweetness of the onions, the creaminess of the cheese topping, the saltiness of the ham. All in perfect portion, and executed beautifully overall.
At $50 (including tip), Supper was a little steep for a weekly brunch haunt. As a treat to ourselves, it fit the bill perfectly. In other words, when in Philly go see the Liberty Bell, visit Constitution Hall, toss a penny on Benjamin Franklin’s grave, and dine at Supper when you’re hungry.