Come
for the food
Deli
serves great meals in modest setting
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Stacee
Sledge
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Jan
16, 2003 — Proving
that an eatery doesn't have to focus on decor to win diners, Our
House Deli is an appealing place for breakfast or lunch. You
won't find much in the way of ambience, but you can't miss with
fair prices, a variety of scrumptious menu items all made
completely from scratch and a feeling of complete satisfaction
after your meal.
Opened several years ago by Curt House (hence the name),
formerly an executive chef with a hotel in Arizona, Our House
Deli makes its home in a modest, spacious building on James
Street next to Youngstock's. Serving a variety of hearty
breakfast items, lunch sandwiches, soups and desserts to eat in
or take away, the deli also offers extensive catering services.
The dining room easily holds two-dozen tables, its walls
decorated with a handful of fruit- and vegetable-themed posters
and other artwork. White ceiling fans whir overhead, their sound
drowned out by the chatter of patrons and the distant din of
dishes and the line cooks.
My first visit found me in a long line of lunch-goers who had
obviously been there before. They knew exactly what they wanted
and wasted no time getting a number and moving to the spacious
dining room.
Me, I needed a little time to decide. Because the line formed
just out of the sightline of the menu board, I felt hurried. The
teenage girl behind the counter was, well, less than friendly,
which added to my unease. Happily, I found the service at
subsequent visits far friendlier and much more in line with the
top-notch eats.
Our House Deli |
Location:
2301 James St.
Phone:
733-1884
Hours:
6 a.m. to 3 p.m., daily
Serving:
An array of sandwiches, salads and
other lunch fare as well as hearty breakfast items.
Menu items sampled:
French dip $5.29
Lemon bar $1.50
Grilled chicken breast salad $5.99
Chili $2.29
Smoked turkey sandwich $4.99
Red potato salad $2 |
My eye landed on the description of Our House's French dip
sandwich, and I decided that would do.
Talk about serendipity. If I'd had more time to mull over the
menu, I might not have gone with my old standby and I'm so glad
I did. The French dip at Our House Deli easily surpasses my past
experiences with the popular deli sandwich.
A super-soft hoagie roll was delivered to my table a few
minutes after I ordered. It held a mountain of lean roast beef
that still steamed from the heat of the grill. I noted a hint of
toasty crispness along the edges of the roll as I dipped it into
the accompanying bowl of savory broth. For a moment, I felt a
twinge of thankfulness to the sullen teen who took my order, as
she had asked if I wanted cheese. The melted Swiss mingled with
the beef and broth, finishing the sandwich beautifully.
On the way out, I stopped at the counter again and looked
over the fresh baked goods. Since the still-sulky girl behind
the counter didn't have much in the way of suggestions, I took a
chance on the lemon bar, which looked moist and inviting. Back
at the office, I pulled out the generous dessert dusted with
powdered sugar. Its crust was buttery and moist, but in my first
sweet-yet-sour bite I encountered a sizable wedge of grated
lemon rind. At first I thought it added to the quaintness of the
obviously homemade goodie, but finding numerous pieces of tough
rind proved a hindrance. Still, the crust was sublime and the
flavor of the filling so fantastic, I picked out the bits of
rind and forgave the small slip in an otherwise delectable
treat.
My next lunch visit found me in the mood for a salad. I
quickly learned that Our House Deli cuts no corners when it
comes to leafy lunches.
The menu lists several specialty salads, such as Caesar and
taco salad, that can be ordered in large or small sizes. Each
large salad is served with a fresh baked Italian roll.
I settled on a grilled chicken breast salad with Caesar
dressing.
The salad that was delivered mere seconds after I grabbed my
number and chose a seat was gargantuan
— piled high with sprouts, carrot
sticks, cucumber slices, black olives, celery, cauliflower,
broccoli, an entire hard-boiled egg, a grilled chicken breast
sliced into uniform pieces and tomato slices.
The veritable vat of dressing that arrived with the salad
little resembled what I think of as Caesar; it reminded me of a
creamy Italian dressing that I only find when I'm visiting
family in Iowa. Actually, the entire salad reminded me of a
solid Midwestern affair: lots of crisp veggies, creamy dressing
and huge portion size.
Had I known how huge and gratifying my salad would be, I
probably would have skipped soup, but I had noticed a wide
variety on my previous trip and chose a cup of chili from an
offering that included clam chowder, French onion, navy bean
with ham, and turkey wild rice. Generally you'll find at least
five soups to choose from every day.
My cup of chili also reminded me of home: It was a
near-perfect replica of my dad's recipe. Only Our House Deli
does Dad one better by topping it with shredded cheddar cheese
and a generous handful of rough-chopped onion. I happily scooped
up spoonful after spoonful of the hot stew-like soup, chockfull
of kidney beans and flavorful beef.
My third visit to Our House Deli was on a Saturday, where I
found it still busy
— this is one popular place. In all my
visits, I'd yet to see an empty parking spot in the lot, which
speaks well of the volume of business Our House Deli enjoys.
This time, there were menus on the counter for waiting
patrons to peruse. I ordered a smoked turkey sandwich with
cheddar on sourdough bread and a side of red potato salad.
The meal was yet another winner. The fresh bread was so soft
it practically stuck to the roof of my mouth, sandwiching layers
of smoked turkey, margarine, mayonnaise, mustard, shredded
lettuce, tomato, sprouts and onions with a puckery pickle spear
on the side.
The red potato salad was a smash, soft cubes of potato mixed
with tiny pieces of pickle and a light dressing (in consistency
although not calories, I'm sure) of mustard and mayo.
Opening daily at 6 a.m. for breakfast, Our House Deli also
offers breakfast sandwiches, hot cereal, biscuits and gravy,
cinnamon-swirled French toast and much more.
Plus, it accepts phone and fax orders if you're in a rush to
grab and go and delivery to a limited area.
The
Fine Print: I dine on my own dime. The opinions herein are mine
alone, not The Bellingham Herald's. Agree? Disagree? Please drop
me a line at StaceeSledge@hotmail.com.
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