Breakfast at Mother's

For my first full day in Portland, I had to fuel up. Heading into downtown, I happened upon Mother's, which I'd read about a little bit online. It's kind of a fancy place, but not snooty. Fresh flowers, chandeliers, velvety wallpaper and what not, but it wasn't stuffy, it just felt warm.
Yours truly sitting at the bar. Representin', wearing my green "Philthy" shirt.Ok, so what did I eat? Well, it looks absolutely disgusting in the picture, but this is supposed to be biscuits and gravy. Sausage gravy, that is. With some over hard eggs. It was tasty, not good for you (but who cares), and it was so much food I only ate 1 1/2 biscuits. Service was a bit slow, but for a weekday fairly late in the morning, there were lots of people there. Plus, the bartender asked me if I was even 21. Ha!