Slickity Jim’s is a Main Street go-to for breakfast and lunch seekers, but west-side appetites hungry for casual, home-style food can find a cute-as-a-button second location at Hemlock St. and West 7th Ave.
Theresa and I journeyed there easily from the West End: we hopped on a False Creek ferry to Granville Is. and sauntered up the hill.
I ordered a somewhat awkwardly named dish: “Revolution Eggs (a breakfast called h.a.t.e.)” but the plate that arrived after a bit of a wait (it was Mother’s Day mind you, and the place was packed) was skillfully assembled and absolutely tasty.
Casual food is a label that can be used to “hide” messy or poorly prepared kitchen offerings. Not in this case: what the menu described as scrambled eggs arrived as a tidy, thin omelet, enfolded with roasted tomatoes, ham and asiago, atop a yummy slice of corn bread. Deliciously seasoned potatoes and a salad with a zippy vinaigrette rounded things out, for a very reasonable $11.50.
The servers, who never stopped whipping in and out of the kitchen with smartly presented plates of food, were good natured and apologetic as they maneuvered the tight space. And if you have a hankering for 60s and 70s decor, this is the place to get your fill: they have bric-a-brak and lighting fixtures that took me back to a time when shag carpet and Harvest Gold appliances ruled the land. The food however, is firmly in the present and worth sampling ASAP.
Rating: 🥚🥚🥚🥚 out of 🥚🥚🥚🥚🥚
Faithful readers of this blog will note that this our second review of Slickety Jim’s. In the olden days, Jim’s was tucked in a cosy spot on Main and Broadway. The building perished in a fire (there’s a Tim Horton’s there now, more’s the pity). The good news is this fine establishment rose from the flames not only on Main Street, but in Kits too.
What I loved about the first incarnation were the names of the food offerings. Both James, and Jennifer, who joined me on first visit, stuck it to the man by ordering the Revolution Eggs (a breakfast called h.a.t.e.). This time, though, not all the menu items were so charmingly named. The first breakfast I had was called “Je suis un petit canard” breakfast. I only ordered it because I wanted to say “Je suis un petit canard.”
This time I had eggs benny with avocado, roast pepper and goat feta ($13.50). And that’s what it was called. It wasn’t much different than the Je suis un petit canard (this one featured scrambled eggs). So they could have called “The breakfast formerly known as Je suis un petit canard.”
Was it good? Sure. Resoundly, absolutely, predictably, boringly good. Nice balance of flavours and textures, good service, and a really fun retro decor. For a lazy Mother’s Day breakfast between two long-time friends, neither of whom have children, it was a lovely chat and chew (but I really wanted to quack, Je suis un petit canard!).
Rating: 🥚🥚🥚 out of 🥚🥚🥚🥚🥚
Slickety Jim’s Chat and Chew
1387 West 7th Avenue