Saturdays are meant for enjoyment. That is now my cliché adage that I will carry with me to heart. Saturdays are also meant for catching up with friends without interruptions from work or having to rush your fellowship because you have to be somewhere else immediately. This past Saturday was one of those days for me. I had made time to get together with a friend from high school and have brunch at a recommended eatery for some American fare in Evanston, Illinois.
My friend lives in downtown Evanston, right in the heart of where activity booms, life moves at a constant pace, and options jump out for those who like variety. We walked to Blind Faith Cafe at 525 Dempster Street. We had been to the restaurant a year ago, before she had moved to Toronto, Ontario. The first visit had made the eatery one of my top vegetarian restaurants in the Chicagoland area. When she had suggested that we get together for breakfast or brunch, this was why Blind Faith Cafe came to mind — without any pause.
We ordered hummus with sides of toast and carrots. Outside of Mediterranean restaurants, Buzz Cafe — where I had gone before — prepares hummus in a non-traditional fashion that goes over very well. Blind Faith Cafe does the same with red pepper hummus. Not done up such that the pepper leaps about and leaves you cringing, but spiced just to a perfection that adds flavour, my friend and I polished off the hummus with the toast and carrots nicely. I ordered a fruit plate of strawberries, watermelon, cantaloupe, and honey-dew melon. When you have had a fair share of fruit cups and fruit bowls, there is a tendency to have a lowered expectation when you order the same at any restaurant. The fruit may range from mushy to tasteless to downright awful. The same cannot be said for the sweetness and flavour of the fruit at Blind Faith Cafe. You would have thought the fruit had been picked from a garden that had not been tampered with pesticides or growth enhancers, washed, cut, and served. Happiness ensued and with a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice to wash it all down, I then realized why I was so quick to agree to meet my friend at Blind Faith Cafe.
For the main courses of the breakfast, my friend had a salad of mixed greens, jack cheese, cashews, raisins, onion, and avocado, served with a miso dressing. She had remarked that the salad was so good that it did not require salad dressing. Talk about a complement to the chef. I had opted for the tofu scramble that came with eggs scrambled with tofu, mushrooms, and broccoli, and served with potatoes and thinly sliced onions. With green salsa and tortillas, the dish had a bit of a Mexican appeal to it. And considering the way I delighted myself in the dish, it had appeal, period. My friend and I shared three blueberry pancakes. These pancakes were filled with blueberries to the point where they did not require syrup. Each bite was nothing short of an expression of love — and everyone knows that food is my lover.
Evanston may not be Chicago proper and Blind Faith Cafe may not be specific to any ethnicity — that being it is American food served with a twist of some ethnic flavour added — but price, service, and outstanding quality of food will always be the three factors that keep me returning. With it being a pure vegetarian restaurant with vegan options, it certainly goes to the top of my most recommended vegetarian restaurants in the Chicago and surrounding suburban neighbourhoods. Having said that, I should come up with a list of my most recommended vegetarian eateries. In the meantime, Blind Faith Cafe is on it when I do compile the list.