"STOP IT! STOP BEING CUTE!"
Nothing snaps you out of Sunday hungover daze like a random greeting from lovely old friends driving by. Is it me or is Blue Star the place to meet up with sweet folks? I'm 2 for 2 and I have a feeling it'll be a long streak
Blue Star still had the same cool vibe it's hot sister-Dairy Lane had, from the 10-30 minute wait for a table, to the small but bustling dining room perfect for human observation. Is it me or is Blue Star packed with couples? Quick! Let's play a game called "did that couple":
A. Have a romping night of "adult pursuits" topping the morning off with a Triple Double, hand-feeding each other bites of Blue Star's fabulous bacon.
B. Having a sad "Friendzone" get together were guy is eating his feelings away with a plate of Huevos Rancheros and girl is obliviously vacuuming up a vegan scramble...with a side order of Blue Star's fabulous bacon.
C. Are on the outs, criticizing each other's "unhealthy choice" but really are just eating the same damned thing because Bison is Bison. Also fighting over the last piece of Blue Star's fabulous bacon.
D. Are really just brother and sister. Awkward. But they are sharing a plate of Blue Star's fabulous bacon.
I had their Pesto and Guyere Veggie burger with my usual side order of avocado and grilled tomato. The Burger was refreshing but savory which was perfect after a weekend of eating brick loads of EVIL.
Our server was adorable and charming as hell. Sarah. She looked like the female Garth from Wayne's world and immediately picked out my "GIDDY UP" Kramer shirt. When we pointed this out, she happily chirped "Finally someone gets me!" . Anyone reading this review should give that girl a hug, then order some bacon.