You don’t need to convince us that having brunch outdoors is a great way to spend a summer morning and/or afternoon. We’re with you on that one. Rounding up your friends for some champagne-spiked OJ and eggs benedict is a good time already, so add higher temperatures, sunshine, and patio furniture you wish you owned (but you’d need to own a patio first), and it’s a real party. A party with pancakes.
If you got less vitamin D this past winter than one of those saltwater organisms that live near the ocean floor (such as the giant tube worm), a brunch in Terra Plata’s rooftop garden should help you feel like a functioning human again. The Mediterranean-inspired menu is excellent across the board, whether you go for a roast pork hash with Spanish red sauce or just do cocktails, churros, and cinnamon rolls. But no matter what, get a manchego biscuit, too.
Super Six is the Columbia City sister restaurant to Marination Ma Kai (an Infatuation Seattle Greatest Hit), so you know you’re in for something Sunday-morning-worthy. Grab a huge picnic table on the gravel-covered patio and order some tasty Hawaiian things like pancakes with toasted macadamia nut butter and coconut syrup. If you’re in the mood, go for $15 bottomless mimosas, and always end with a malasada filled with nutella cream.
Our favorite diner in town happens to have a fantastic back patio full of long tables and string lights. They also happen to make delicious corned beef hash benedicts and stacks of pancakes. And if you want a giant patty melt and some fries for brunch instead, go for it. We can’t stop you (nor would we want to).
You already know that Joule serves some seriously good steaks (or if you didn’t, now you do). But eating them with eggs and cilantro chimichurri under the Wallingford sun is an ideal thing to do on the weekend. The patio here isn’t huge, but it’s a nice place to take a few dozen photos of your five-spiced orange Bloody Mary.
Pancakes and biscuits and gravy get all the brunch-food love - unless you’re eating at RockCreek. Seafood’s front and center here, so you can get things like a prawn banh mi, a fried oyster po’boy, or the same amazing shrimp and grits that are served during dinner. Do it all on the outdoor balcony surrounded by string lights and a firepit. And if you want to, you can still go nuts with some pancakes and biscuits and gravy.
Fairs and block parties are cool because you can eat stuff in the middle of the street. However, you can also do that at Lost Lake Cafe, a 24-hour diner in Capitol Hill. They have a platform jutting out onto 10th Avenue that looks a little like it was transplanted from a pirate ship (ropes and all), and that’s a cool place to eat egg sandwiches, corned beef hash, and other greasy-spoon-style things. Wash it all down with a Bloody Mary made with local pepper vodka.
The secret back patio garden at Oddfellows is a narrow space filled with bistro tables, a ton of exposed brick, and string lights aplenty. Sit there on a brunch date, eat some of the best scrambled eggs in the city alongside some homemade biscuits with raspberry jam, and feel like you’re in some kind of French indie movie with a name like “Je Suis.”
For a Sunday brunch at Tarsan i Jane, you have to make a reservation and pay the $80 for your “experience” in advance - kind of like buying concert tickets, but with fewer warnings about your seats having a restricted view. You can even add a bouquet of flowers to your cart before checking out. If you’re going to be sitting in the garden full of bonsais and buddhas, though, you probably don’t need the flowers, which is just as well because seats here cost a bit more - $100, to be exact. It’s a lot of money to drop on brunch, but you’re in for an incredible five-course Valencian meal in a space that feels a bit like a Southwestern spa resort. If you can find a reason to celebrate, it’s worth the cost. You will want to live here among the bonsais, eating paella.
Gather all of your friends for a brunch at Pablo y Pablo, because this place has three things you’ll want to get involved with: picnic tables outside, Pisco spritzes with campari and cucumber, and chilaquiles. You could also get a chopped salad, or a couple of a la carte tacos (we like the steak). Starting with an avocado tostada topped with a fried egg isn’t a bad idea, either.
It’s Saturday morning, you may or may not have stood on a table last night to take your eighth shot of Fireball, and everything hurts. Linda’s is your savior when you just need to take some pancakes and bacon and crispy hash browns to the face. (You don’t need to be hungover to appreciate it, either.) Even though last night people were chugging spiked Mountain Dew slushies in the same outdoor space, the patio is pretty low-key during the day. A lot of sun creeps in, so have your sunglasses handy. Especially if you’re hungover.
“Rooftop dim sum” is not a phrase you hear every day in Seattle, unless you have a friend who makes you dumplings on top of his three-story townhome. But the balcony at Monsoon is the perfect place for a brunch of shumai, pork buns, and wontons. Throw in a breakfast banh mi with pork belly, a fried egg, and hoisin aioli, too.