"Sometimes you want to go, where everybody knows your name." - Gary Portnoy and Judy Hart Angelo

The proverbial "Cheers" of Old City, Race Street Cafe, just celebrated its 10th year in the neighborhood.  With its wood burning fire place, laid-back wait staff, and no-frills menu, Race Street is a comfortable place to grab a decent meal and a good beer.

After I slept through brunch with Nillian this morning, B and I headed to Race Street for a quick bite.  B chose the huevos rancheros:

Although huevos rancheros is typically made up of two fried eggs over refried or black beans atop a lightly fried corn tortilla and covered with ranchero sauce, Race Street serves its huevos rancheros as a breakfast burrito - enclosing the fried eggs and ranchero sauce inside a burrito with cheese (no beans). While the Race Street spin is alright, I have to say I favor the original.

I opted for the orange french toast (so named because the brioche is soaked in an egg and cointreau batter):

Although I couldn't taste any hint of orange, the french toast was light, airy, and paired perfectly with some sausage and maple syrup.

If you ever find yourself searching for a chill weekend brunch in Old City, stop by Race Street (but maybe pass up the huevos rancheros in favor of another egg dish... or the french toast).