A customer recently sent us a link to his blog, saying that a visit to our restaurant had prompted him to post a message about Passport Cafe on his blog. The writer owns a consulting firm headquartered in Wexford, and we hope he will introduce himself next time he and his family come in to dine! Here is his post:
PASSPORT CAFE ACCOLADES
Posted: August 24th, 2008, by Andy
Consistent with the preceding post and in contrast to the next one, we feel compelled to write about our favorite restaurant, Passport Café of Wexford, PA.
So far, our readership numbers have not been huge, but the trend is pointing in the right direction and we do write for a highly-selective, refined, and intelligent crowd. Unfortunately, that rules out many of the six billion. (If we were pandering, we would mention that our readership is extremely good-looking, too.)
We’ve had readers from across our great country and across the oceans, but for those readers who live or plan to travel near our corporate headquarters in Wexford, PA, we unconditionally recommend meals at Passport Café.
We’ve been there on several occasions, and wish that we could go more often. The food is fresh—much of it is local—and the style is varied and international. All of it is done right. Well, not just right, but perfect. We attribute this perfection to the use of the best possible ingredients. We believe that is also why we always leave astonished by the fact that normal portions, i.e., 1980’s portions, can be so filling and satisfying.
By the way, the service is exceptional, and here is an example of something that happened today at brunch.
Yesterday, we downloaded the Sunday brunch menu, and the junior princess immediately fixated on the chicken pot pie. (Before we continue, we should note that it is a shame that their dish should share that same name with things served in cafeterias and that come out of frozen boxes.) Anyway, the junior princess was set on it.
When we arrived, we soon realized that the menu had changed, and we briefly mentioned it our server, a very gracious young lady named Alyssa. We thought no more about it.
Our four meals arrived, and we attempted—without much success—to breathe between bites; everyone enjoying each morsel. (We’re sure the children appreciated the fact that the table was wider than our arms are long.) Then what to our wondering eyes should appear, but chicken pot pie, compliments of the chef. Completely unnecessary, but completely appreciated. Needless to say, the junior princess’s eyes lit up, and the bigger one’s face was suddenly green with envy.
We suspect that on Tuesday, she will be the envy of the school cafeteria when she “bags” the leftovers in a hot thermos.
Thank you Alyssa and Passport Café, and please, please, please keep up the good incredible work.