Back somewhere in 2003, the hipster movement was founded on the beliefs of urban renewal, relative self-sustainability, and the allowance of bands to perform with as many lanterns on stage as they wanted. It was a beautiful time. Now, for whatever the hipster movement means to you today, one thing certainly remains: most of the associated food kind of sucks. No one’s getting excited about flaxseed chia crackers.
But then Sqirl opened and everything changed.
Located on an unforgiving stretch of what can most accurately be described as Silverlake sadness, this preserves-company-turned-brunch-rockstar quite possibly serves one of the heartiest meals in town. For real. Despite a menu that contains such things as “Catalonian dried almond spread” and “lacto fermented hot sauce,” a meal at Sqirl is like eating your favorite childhood meal cooked by Mother Nature herself. And everything exists within balance. Too many restaurants these days leave you either starved or stuffed but at Sqirl, you leave your tiny sidewalk table with an actual sense of nourishment. For anyone unfamiliar with that last term, its something our ancestors used to achieve while eating.
But now for some quick warnings. DO NOT COME HERE ON THE WEEKENDS. Just don’t. Sqirl is amazing but, except for maybe a Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 character meet and greet at The Grove, nothing is quite worth waiting three hours in the sun for. Heck, you could come by yourself on a Wednesday at 10:15am and still wait in line for a half hour. But such is life.
And it’s all because this humble order-at-the-counter restaurant, in the shadow of everything else, has done what so few have ever accomplished: Giving its patrons real, quality food in sustainable quantities. There’s a dangerous line between full and fulfillment, and Sqirl just served you the latter.
Holy mother of culinary heaven. Any Texas native who boasts about their toast needs to take a quite road trip to Sqirl and see what a cut of bread can actually look like. Topped with their house made jams, or hazelnut butter, this thing could very well be the meaning of life.
While you’re passing the time waiting in line, you’ll notice most everyone is eating this and it’s for good reason. With a citrus kick and the heartiness of two eggs over a bowl of pesto rice, this baby has enough sustenance to get you through a whole week.
No questions please. Just order it.
Notice a toast theme yet? Not quite the undertaking that the brioche is, but the difference here is the ricotta. The ricotta comes over your choice of jam. It’s almost too good.
Remember that brioche toast? Well she’s back. And this time she’s got fried eggs, kale, and hot sauce on her. Homegirl’s ready to party.
A dish as famous as any for being over-indulgent, Sqirl’s version is clean, crisp and absolutely delicious.
Easily the best coffee pun on the Eastside, this Vietnamese favorite (made with egg whites) is the perfect drink to sip in between bites.
Don’t give us that eye roll. Yes, every place in town is serving you avocado toast right now and it’s usually criminally off-balanced. But at Sqirl, a beautiful mound of fresh avocados and everything else that’s beautiful is placed in front of you for a meal created for a king.