CHAPS–mmmmm…

 

So Serena, the founder of Farm Chicks, highly recommended this local bakery for ravished flea-market hunters.

Boy did she hit the nail on the head. 

Both entrances are for Chaps (btw, their website wasn’t all that user friendly but after we tried their food, we forgave them =).  We hit them up for full breakfast on Saturday, and then pastries and espressos on the go Sunday.  Killer baked goods…

 

By the way they are super mean… you have to walk by a case of baked goods while in line and then they put that rack at the checkout counter just in case the temptation wasn’t enough the first time.  I don’t even know what those Carmel-covered-looking doughnuts were, but we couldn’t resist the second day – Leah bought and shared one and I thought it was really good.  I had an apple fritter that changed my life. 

…AH-MAZING atmosphere and eye candy…

The little entrance we took brought us into a charming dining area with a small fireplace…

…and around the corner we came into the main dining area and bakery…

The picture really doesn’t do it justice.  It was great.  And so was the food…

I had blueberry muffin French toast with bacon and potatoes.  Oh man.  That is not butter that is like blueberry whipped magical cream cheese or something.  I was thrilled with my food.  Plus they served all the cold drinks in mason jars – makes me feel like I am in the South.  I have never been there, but I picture sweet iced tea in a mason jar and a rocking chair on a front porch.  It is an obsession I am having right now.  Almost makes me want to get on an airplane for the first time.  Pretty close.

I waited the whole meal for these ladies to depart their table next to the huge fireplace flanked by two amazing vintage crystal chandeliers so I could photograph it - no luck, so I decided to take an oddly-centered picture of our group and the cool fireplace…

I actually can count to two – only one of the chandeliers made it into the picture.  That fireplace is bigger than it looks – they decorated the mantle with a bicycle.  This year our group grew… Left to right is my mom – Sue, Leah’s mom - Mary, then Esther and Leah. 

Everything in the restaurant was scrapped together with used, worn, loved vintage finds, and I even saw a huge industrial mixer with attachments larger than my torso that had to be old.  It was oozing with charm, whimsy and obviously someone who loved it.

So much fun.  Such a perfect spot for some girlfriends to grab a bite.  Don’t be shy about taking your man there, though, their menu can easily handle men.  I guarantee it.

Please, if you are going through Spokane, you must try Chaps.  It was only about 10 minutes from I-90.  You’ll be glad you did.  Chaps – I love you.  I will miss you… until next year!!!