Highland Kitchen – Somerville, MA

Highland Kitchen

 

My first exposure to this place was wandering over from the Armory where Talls and I were going to catch a charity music performance (which was awesome), and learning that there was at least an hour wait for dinner.  Shit!  We ended up having some tasty Thai food down the street instead, but obviously I had to look this place up.  Their menu online looked fab AND they did brunch.  Talls and I agreed that we would try again for brunch some time… and promptly forgot.  We tend to be somewhat early brunchers for Sundays, and so a place that doesn’t open til 11am kind of fell off our radar.  FINALLY we focused our sights back towards the Armory and got our asses (plus one friend’s ass!) over to Highland Kitchen.  We were parked and in line at 10:45am and got a table as soon as they opened.

So why wait in line before a place unlocks its front door when there are plenty of other places to go?  Because food, baby.  Because food.

There were two other hushpuppies prior to our descending upon them.

There were two other hushpuppies prior to our descending upon them.

Food exhibit A: they have goddamn brunch appetizers here that included gloriously golden hushpuppies.  Those tasty little fucks didn’t stand a chance.

Chicken liver and bacon omelet.  I'm not normally a liver girl, but I was interested in all the other bits.  And it still delicious-ed my face off.

Chicken liver and bacon omelet. I’m not normally a liver girl, but I was interested in all the other bits. And it still delicious-ed my face off.

Neither Talls nor Jenn were into the liver bits, but that was cool because it meant more for me.  Also?  Those home fries were perfectly salted.

Jenn opted for a pork hash that came with BBQ sauce on the side.  I have decided this means pulled pork hash needs to become a THING.

Jenn opted for a pork hash that came with BBQ sauce on the side. I have decided this means pulled pork hash needs to become a THING.

My companions both went for a hash, and they were both different and nummy.

A gentleman's hash.

A gentleman’s hash.

Talls wasn’t happy that they used home fries for the potato part of their hash without changing anything, which is a fair complaint.  Surely shredding taters isn’t too much extra work?  Also, they charged him an arm and a leg for a very small amount of orange juice.  If it was bottomless like the coffee (which was seriously good – Jenn agreed with me on this) then the $4 for a small glass wouldn’t be too bad, but that wasn’t super clear.  Best to ask.

Highland Kitchen was definitely good food, but not so fucking amazing that I’m itching to go back and brave a line again.  It seems to be the only brunch or dinner place of note in its immediate area, so that may contribute to how packed it gets.  If I were a local and got up later on Sundays I suspect I’d spend a lot of time here, but being able to walk to several places that are at least on par with no line means I don’t think we’ll be getting back here prior to opening time any time soon.