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| - A friend of the friend I was visiting wanted to brunch with us at this place, and I, like a good guest who did absolutely no research prior to visiting, moseyed on along with. Only learning as we approached that it was located in a hotel in a gentrifying neighborhood, I went in with little expectation of either goodness or terrible-osity.
This place serves way, way fancier food than I expected. The whole neighborhood has a middle upper class vibe about it, which explains both the interior of this place and the menu options. Now, this doesn't mean the place is snobbish--it's very beautiful and has a casual, Sunday-morning-brunch vibe about it. When the sun's out it's charmingly bright inside with all of the clean, white space and vibrant green. Really, I'd like my apartment to be redone in this style...if only I lived in a newer building! Alas, I will only have my memories of Whitfield.
So anyway, the friend of a friend recommended the Whitfield Breakfast. I, being on either day three or day four of the vacation, had mostly lost the ability to make decisions or care enough to have an opinion on what I'm eating, so I happily went along with her suggestion. (I am the laziest lazy when visiting people on vacation!)
The Whitfield Breakfast was just what I wanted, anyway: poached eggs, English muffin, smoked pork, hollandaise, chimichurri, and a beet & potato rosti. The flavors all went well together and yes, even the much-maligned-by-me beets tasted fantastic. It was a smaller portion than you'd find at a diner or less-fancy joint, but it was just enough to satisfy and was of such high quality I can't even complain a little bit.
Service was on point and very knowledgeable. My usual brunch mimosa was delicious, if a little smaller than I'm used to getting. The decor really made it for me, a bit retro but very clean and orderly. It appealed to my minimalist heart.
Truly a gem of a place in Pittsburgh.
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