Blue Plate Cafe in Memphis



The Blue Plate Cafe was in close proximity to my hotel (Courtyard Marriott).  What I liked about this restaurant had more to do with the ambience than the food.  It was bright and open with local artwork on the yellow walls.  A lot of the paintings were of animals.  It looked like a renovated two story home where the ceiling between the first and second floor had been removed.  Near the front entrance on the left, was a dramatic wooden staircase leading to the second floor. 

The Blue Plate Cafe

I thought the menu was pretty cool.   At first, I wondered why the waitress gave me this community paper  to read instead of a menu.  The front page included the history of the restaurant and a list of rules to follow to have a good life.   

This was a pretty huge menu similar to most diners in Anywhere, USA.  I was worried that I would spill my coffee thereby destroying the thin menu.  The week before, while at work, I was enjoying a wonderful cup of herbal tea.  As I reached around the cup to adjust my laptop,  I knocked the entire cup of tea into my lap.   Legitimate fears. 

While enjoying my breakfast, I received a text from DevinZ.

DZ: Where ya headed this morning?

KT:  Eating at the Blue Plate Cafe now and then to the National Civil Rights Museum.

 

KT: Pancakes...good!

KT:  Creamed spinach omelet...eeewwwwwwww...I sent that shit right back

DZ:  Naaaasty!!!

KT:  Bacon and cheddar omelet...much better!

DZ:  Why were you ordering a creamed spinach omelet?  What were you thinking?

KT:  Yeah...I got what I deserved.  Just to try it.  I didn't think they would use the same creamed spinach they serve in prison.

DZ:  Hahajahaaaa

Overall, the food tasted pretty good.  The staff was super nice and accommodating.  My waitress was genuinely sorry that I did not like the creamed spinach omelet.   She immediately offered something else and checked back with me later.  She even gave me a cup of coffee to go.  If you are staying in the area I would definitely recommend it.