Late Saturday morning I had breakfast at Butterfield's in Northbrook, which is the newest outpost of this burgeoning, 4-unit chain. The space itself, in what used to be a McDonalds in the strip mall at Dundee and Sanders (sw corner), is clean, bright and nicely-finished with light wood tones throughout. It's also fairly loud -- as you'd expect with all the hard surfaces and high ceilings -- but not in an unpleasant way or one that's inappropriate for a breakfast/lunch place.
The menu is pretty vast but mainly focuses on eggs and other traditional breakfast offerings. Butterfield's is open until 3 pm everyday, so while there is also a focus on lunch, the menu we were given seemed more directed at the breakfast crowd.
The best thing we tried was the Belgian waffle with bacon, which was uniformly crispy on the outside, cooked through and topped with a generous portion of large, crispy pieces of bacon. Ham & Cheese lovers omelette was pretty flavorless and really dry. The picturesque hash browns that were served with the omelette were pretty much devoid of flavor too, even though they looked beautiful and had a nice texture. Instead of toast, I opted for 2 buttermilk pancakes with the omelette. They were odd in that they had a somewhat hard exterior which produced a thud when I tapped them with the side of my fork. I'm guessing this was due to their being made in advance, because they were also somewhat cold but I'm not really sure. Flavor-wise, they weren't bad, although the textural problems also continued 'inside the cake,' as they were a bit mealy and broke down way too easily under pressure of fork.
Syrup was not 100% maple but it wasn't the worst I've ever had. Butter was actually butter and it was served at room temperature in a ball in a small paper cup. It was salted and not possessing great flavor but it was ok. I'm spoiled because the butter served at Prairie Grass Cafe, our usual weekend breakfast restaurant, is unsalted Plugra, which is light years better. We also tried a side of the corned beef hash, which was, again, just okay. It tasted better than it looked, as it had a somewhat gray tone. I felt like we might have been served a mixture of several batches of hash because the green bell peppers in the hash (not a great addition to the recipe, IMO) varied from raw to soft and nearly beyond recogition. There was simply too much variation for it all to have been cooked together, once. The flavor was ok but there was nothing distinctive about it and the way it looked on the plate, it wouldn't have suprised me if had been entirely 'cooked' in a microwave. It appeared to have never seen the inside of a sautee pan or a hot griddle; nothing crispy at all about this cbh.
One other food note: even though we didn't order it, they do squeeze their own orange juice in-house and from the boxes placed near the large juicer, it appeared to be made from 100% valencia oranges.
Service was pleasant and thorough. Price for the 2 entrees, the extra side of cbh, 2 beverages, tax and 20% tip was $27, so it's definitely a bargain by north-suburban standards.
Overall, Butterfield's was nothing to write home about. Nothing was outstanding or compelling but nothing was offensively bad, either. It's safe, middle-of-the-road fare that's not going to knock your socks off, either way. I can't say I'd ever willingly go back but if I was with someone who wanted to go, I'd probably tag along. In the end, it made me pine for my usual Saturday morning breakfast at Prairie Grass Cafe. I ended up scratching that itch by going there for dinner last night.
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