When I was a young girl, I would spend summer break with my grandparents. I was that strange child who still woke up at 7 am even though I wouldn’t have school for months. I can’t say the same about my grandmother. I knew that I would have to wait until 11am before she would start cooking her famous pancakes. I did, however, know it was worth the wait. Ellen’s Southern Kitchen is no different. There is rarely a time when I haven’t been asked to wait thirty minutes for an available seat but never do I mind. Like my grandmother’s breakfast, Ellen’s is worth it.
We have built quite a few memories here after discovering the jewel restaurant located in the West End. When we have out of town guests, we bring them here. In fact, the reverend who officiated our wedding met us at our favorite spot and even somehow convinced a waitress to do a small dance after a public announcement of our marriage to come. The menu ranges from Texas catfish to cajun shrimp and grits. My favorite is the big pancake breakfast simply because of the fluffy factor. If you don’t know what the fluffy factor is, I am sure you’ve experienced it at some point. You know that feeling of awe when a server places pancakes in front of you that are so fluffy you have to poke it with a fork simply because of the unbelief? Yes, these pancakes have the fluffy factor.
Now there are a lot of places in Dallas that offer “soul food” but when it comes to breakfast (or should I say brunch since 90% of us are never up early enough to actually call it breakfast), Ellen’s has a special place in my heart. I’m sure you can see why.