Just came back from an absolutely delicious brunch at Jar, which seriously serves up one of the best breakfasts in town. Arrived just as they opened at 10 a.m., and were seated at a comfortable table with linen table cloths. The place is cool, with walnut paneling and rat pack music playing softly. While looking over the menu, they bring out a polished hardwood bread board with a big wedge of warm, fresh sticky bun with walnuts and caramel, soft on the inside and crisp on the outside, and not too sweet. (I wish every meal began this way.)
After the sticky bun amuse, we started with fresh grapefruit juice and coffee. I ordered the roast beef hash, made with torn shreds/chunks of their signature pot roast, peppers, mushrooms, potatoes, and a couple of scrambled eggs, all fried up together and served with coffee gravy. This is, I think, my favorite breakfast hash around. The quality of the ingredients is outstanding, and the flavors work perfectly together. Also, it has the right balance, for me at least, of eggs to potatoes to meat to other stuff. Really top notch. The only shortcoming is that it doesn't come with toast, so you need to add a side order of that (or an English muffin) if you want something to sop up the extra gravy. Also, the portion is massive, easily enough for two meals.
The Missus ordered their fresh corn pancakes, which are outstanding. Crisp on the edges, with a sweet, moist interior punctuated with pieces of fresh sweet corn. Outside of Polly's Pancake House in New Hampshire, these are the best corn pancakes I've had anywhere. (Served with real maple syrup.) Service throughout was impeccable. Friendly, informed and helpful. All-in-all, a really excellent, relaxing, delicious Sunday breakfast.
So, here's the thing I don't get. Jar has one of the best breakfasts around yet from 10 am when we arrived, until 11:45 when we left, there were perhaps a total of four or five parties having brunch. Meanwhile, down the street in pretty much any direction (e.g., Toast, King's Road Cafe, Doughboys, etc., people are waiting in line to have food that isn't as good in a setting that isn't as nice, served indifferently, and at prices that are only slightly lower. You know how every time you drive by Crazy Fish on Olympic there's a line out the door even though the food isn't really very good? Well, as far as I can tell, brunch at Jar is like the bizarro version of that.
(Location linked below, and here's their brunch menu: http://thejar.com/jar_menu_br.html .)
8225 Beverly Blvd., Los Angeles, CA 90048