After climbing out of my big comfy bed at the Fairmont Pacific Rim, and getting a splash of sun from the floor to ceiling windows, it was time for breakfast.
Ahhh… breakfast in bed… what a wonderful concept. People would tell you the bed should be for sleep and sex only, but I’d disagree. A bed’s comfort level is at its highest in the morning. Trust me, I’ve spent many days sleeping in to research this thoroughly. It’s full of warmth and softness. And to have someone make and deliver breakfast for me to eat in bed, it made me feel all fluffy inside.
I’m actually not a breakfast guy, but I do love breakfast. How does that work you ask? I don’t usually eat in the morning, but I do like what goes in a breakfast. All that fat, protein, and carbs, it’s a TRI-WINNING combination.
What went in
According to the menu, the Pacific Rim makes everything from scratch—poor example of comparative advantage, but I guess it’s supposed to increase quality control. Despite this, they still managed a good selection of dishes and baked goods.
I ordered the Two Eggs, with two eggs (duh), breakfast potatoes, alderwood smoked bacon, and a chocolate croissant. And Joyce ordered the Pacific Rim’s Signature, with smoked sablefish Benedict, lobster hollandaise, soft poached eggs on English muffin, and breakfast potatoes.
Everything was kept warm and carted up to the room, with today’s newspaper, and tiny little bottles of ketchup. Those that know me well would know about my undying love for ketchup. So ketchup in cute packaging definitely gets a bonus point from me. It would’ve been better if the cart was taller; it’s a little low to eat comfortably sitting in bed.
The potatoes were nicely done. To this day, months later, I can still taste them in my mouth. Lightly seasoned with a slight crisp, I managed to finish all of them on my plate and then some. The thick bacon was tasty, not as crispy as it was meaty, which I was fine with. And the eggs were done just to my liking (over easy). I didn’t understand the grilled leek; I couldn’t even chew through it.
The eggs Benedict was savoury, with a distinct seafood twist, and a crispy muffin. The croissants were just a bit cruchy on the outside, but remained fluffy on the inside with a thin layer of chocolate filling. Just about everything in this meal was done right. There was a great deal of attention to detail.
What came out
It should be no surprise that breakfast at the Fairmont wasn’t a bargain. $17 for my fairly standard breakfast was high; $32 for Joyce’s was a bit hard to stomach. I suppose if you can afford to stay the night, you can manage the breakfast.
With the exception of forgetting my chocolate croissants, the service was perfect. Though it lacked any quirks and a real “personality”, there was nothing at all I could complain about.
Usually, no matter where you stay or eat, you can always find a few faults. It’s hard to be perfect. At the Fairmont Pacific Rim, I think they have done a decent job of getting close to perfection, at the cost to your wallet of course.
(Max Score: 10; Base Score: 5)
What went in (+/-2, 0) = 1.5
What came out (+/-1, 0) = -0.5
Service (+/-1, 0) = 1
Mr.’s Bonus (+/-1) = 1
Total Score – 8/10
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