My first choice was closed, so I cast about in a desperate manner, hunger hounding me like a mad and ravening dog. it is a burger, a burger that I desire. Something simple and straightforward, a shot from the hip, a beacon for the weary and I stumble upon the Brothers Cascadia Brewing. Are they really brothers? Is it a trick? I’m afraid I don’t drink, so will I be welcome at an establishment that includes brewing in the name? Will I fit in? An old man with a dubious beard and an ambling gait. Yes, it’s a bar and ordering is done standing up and because I don’t drink I am often unsure how the custom works at these places. Do I interrupt the locals? do I shout for attention? Or perhaps bang my cane against the bar? But no, I am greeted immediately in a friendly manner and made to feel welcome.
I will go straight to the food. It is a handsome burger, acquitted well in its presentation and accoutrements. It rests in a sea of french fries, a veritable mountain of potatoeness. I will not go hungry here. The burger is substantial, thick and dripping with juice. A meal unto itself, a song to the concept of burgers. I might perhaps prefer a different bun… Something a little more substantial to bind up the generous portion of moist and savory meat. I suppose it’s OK, But that meat deserves better. But it is a quibble, a mere soft note in a lovely melody, an unedited page in a long and absorbing book. The french fries in their profusion were, I’m afraid a bit too salty. As one works through that panoply of potato, the engine slows and the feast cannot be finished. That’s hard, because they are perfect in every other respect. The right texture, the right flavors, and the right amount. Enough there to hold me for a while as I ponder and write of the philosophy of food. Because the big question is, would I come here again, lost in an afternoon of exhausted wandering? Aimless in the city of my adopted land. Yes, I would. I would ask for less salt next time. And why you might ask, because I liked the entryway, and I liked the sense of welcome and the atmosphere of relaxed friendliness. I would come here with a friend, and we would sit and talk of why the world is and the things we seek, and whether...
Read moreHad a great experience getting lunch here on a Monday. It was pretty dead in there midday, which is my preference. Myself and husband ordered a bacon cheeseburger with fries & mentioned we would split the cheeseburger, & considered out loud ordering a side order of fries. The bartender suggested we see how many fries come with the order, then decide after if we really need more. We agreed & the food came out in about 10 minutes, super fast! There was a truly huge amount of fries, & the chef had even split up the burger & fries into two baskets for us, which was very kind of him. The food was absolutely delicious, and especially the burger was HUGE & fully loaded with toppings. I didn't even finish my HALF of my burger because it was so deluxe.
I didn't catch the name of the bartender to thank her, but the owners should know that she was very kind and gave great service to customers during the Monday,...
Read moreWe stopped by Brothers Cascadia Brewing today after checking out the Vancouver Market. At first, we were unsure based on the outside, but we're so glad we decided to go in. The food was fantastic! My husband had the Korean BBQ cheesesteak sandwich—packed with flavor and beautifully presented. The fries were seasoned to perfection, and the gochujang mayo was incredible. I had the classic burger, and the patty was perfectly seasoned, paired with a delicious bun and house sauce. Our daughter enjoyed the corn dogs, which were also a hit. The beer selection was impressive, with ciders on tap and a well-stocked cooler. Highly recommend trying the Rambler—it was a standout! The bartender was knowledgeable and kind, which made the experience even better. The ambiance was calm and relaxed—a perfect Sunday vibe. We’ll...
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