WHEELCHAIR ACCESSIBLE.

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THE EARLY morning breakfast
beat is no place for milksops or
dainty diners.

But for those with an honest ap-
petite that demands more than an
Egg McMuffin, but is not quite up
to the indulgence of a three-course
brunch, there are lots of unpreten-
tious North Shore eateries serving
no-nonsense chow at no-nonsense
hours.

Terms normally offered herein
for Table Hopping digestion such
as appetizers, entrees, table d’hote
and assorted-verbal embroidery
have no place on the morning
beat, where men are men and the
coffee is hallucinogenic.

When you roll into a place like
Gran’s Cafe or Frankie’s Inn, early
Saturday morning fresh (or not so
fresh) from an enthusiastic Friday
night on the town, you don’t want
to hear any fancy-pants mumbo-
jumbo, you want to know what's
good on the grill, my good man,
and bring on the java and bring it
on fast.

The Tomahawk Barbecue (also
known as the Tommyhawk) is the
cadillac of the North Shore’s
early-morning breakfast spots.

It is best saved for weekends,
but be forewarned, the place gets
busy on Saturday and Sunday
mornings. The family-run
Tomahawk celebrated its 60th an-
niversary two years ago, and
nothing in the restaurant world, or
any other world, lasts 60 years
unless it has something very
special going for it.

The Tomahawk Barbecue has a
lot special going for it: it’s a ge-
nuine North Shore original,
steeped in Squamish Indian Band
lore and decked out in genuine
native artifacts that originate from

CHUCK CHAMBERLAIN prepares to tuck into one of his restaurant’s

world famous Yukon Style breakfasts. The mea! has been slaying
Lower Mainland appetites for more than 60 years.

Down to
the basics

TOMAHAWK BARBECUE, 1550 PHILIP AVENUE,
NORTH VANCOUVER, 988-2632. VISA, MASTERCARD
AND AMERICAN EXPRESS CREDIT CARDS ACCEPTED.

the nearby Capilano reserve; it
serves good, honest food impervi-
ous to food industry trends and
the critical palates and cranky
dispositions of early-morning
diners; and it has the warm heart
of a real family-run restaurant.

There is no shortage of
highchairs and patience at the
Tomahawk. And all children,
regardless of age or behavior, get
complimentary Tomahawk head-
dresses and balloons.

TIMOTHY
RENSHAW

table hopping

Tomahawk Barbecue breakfast is
back bacon, eggs, hash browns,
coffee, maybe some French fries,
some pancakes and even steaks,
for the Piltdown man pre-noon
appetite.

All the above are served straight
ahead simple -~ no kitchen pirou-
ettes, no fancy fluff and no waiting
while the chef completes his culi-
nary masterpiece.

When early-morning forks are
hammering and early-morning
hunigers are growling, partner,
forget the fancy and, as Mr.
Bunker used to say so eloquently,
get ‘supper on the table, Edith!"’

But let’s dispense with further
preamble and roll up the lurnber-
jack shirt sleeves and dig into the
fabled Yukon Style Bacon & Eggs
($5.80).

Guaranteed to set any size
hunger back a few hours, the
Yukon is one of the Tomahawk’s
signature offerings.

{t arrives on a massive Yukon-
style plate and includes five shces
of Yukon-style back bacon with
minimal Yukon-style fat, two eggs

any style (1 like mine over easy to
reduce the penetrating egg-yolk
glare), two slices of Klondike toast,
brown or white; heaping loads of
genuine hash browns; and a sprig
of parsley for the Klondike
vegetarian.

The Tomahawk’s delicious
special blend coffee comes in big
thick mugs ideal for slurping
Yukon-style, and designed to keep
in that all-important early-morning
coffee heat.

The Table Hopping tribe also
tested an Owl, two dollar-size
pancakes with bacon and syrup
and choice of juice to spill ($3.25).
The selection, from the restau-
rant’s kid’s menu is good value
and again reflects the Tomahawk’s
family awareness.

For me, the Yukon breakfast is
perhaps too stodge-heavy, but
then I’m not really a Kodiak-
bear-wrastling, Yukon-style guy.

It is, however, a breakfast any
empty stomach would be glad to
entertain, and has been soaking
up hangovers and early-morning
appetites for decades, and will
continue to do so as long as there
is a Tomahawk and as long as
there is a Yukon. For those whose
breakfast starts at noon or after,
the Yukon breakfast is served all

ay.

If you eat it all you'll get a
Tomahawk head-dress; if you
don’t there’s a woodpile out back
where you can split logs until your
appetite is up to snuff.

So when the hunger bell goes off
like an early-morning alarm clock
and it won‘t be shut off with a
lightweight bowl of Special K, fruit
salad or an order of fast and
frivolous food, load up the tribe or
Yukon-style self and take a swing
at the Tomahawk.

Your stomach and soul will
thank you very much.

Open every day f:; breakfast
from 7 a.m. Lunch and dinner also
served.

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