Wayne R.
Yelp
Now, THIS is a fantastic breakfast place! Wowzers. I've now visited twice over the course of a month. On my first visit, it was packed, which is always a very good sign. Most of the license plates were NH, another good sign in a resort town, indicating that many were likely local returning customers. The friendly hostess informed me of a 15 minute expected wait, which was just about that when she called my name.
She seated me at a spacious table for four, where I only had to wait a minute before a very cheerful waitress smiled and greeted me with a menu, dashing off to return a coffee. Very good coffee. The full color menu looked scrumptious, which in my experience often bears no resemblance to the actual fare.
I ordered a Western omelette along with orange juice. "Fresh squeezed orange juice or regular?" C'mon! Fresh squeezed OJ in New Hampshire? That's wicked.
That's not all. I always ask for Tabasco for my eggs, and it's so important to me that I'll change my order if they don't have actual Tabasco, by name. Such joints don't see me again. It's one of the only things that I won't compromise on. So, I didn't have to ask. A chef's giant pound size JUG of Tabasco was nestled among the salt and pepper, right there on my table! The last time I saw a table set with Tabasco was at Fort Polk, Louisiana. Every table had one, or any one of three hot sauce brands. For a person who puts ten drops of Tabasco on every egg, I was wicked impressed. The owner must have been stationed at Fort Polk.
After admiring the Tabasco bottle for a minute or two, I gazed around. Nicely and tastefully decorated. Wicked clean. Spotless. The floor, too.
Before I could count all the giant bottles of hot sauces around me, there was my breakfast, delivered with a smile.
"Look at that", I said to myself, a piping hot, fluffy, filled to the brim omelette that looked better than the scrumptious picture. An absolutely delicious bed for my Tabasco.
Oh, and the orange juice! Holy nectar of Valencias! A tumbler full of rosy dark orange juice, the likes I have rarely seen in Florida restaurants.
The tab wasn't cheap, but was certainly on par with far lesser restaurants in Conway and is an Administrative economic problem, not of their doing.
I raved about it to my wife, who enjoyed a visit with me some time later.
My only regret is that Banner's is not immediately local to me, or it would be my go-to breakfast restaurant. The Boston Globe needs to come up and decorate their wall with a plaque.
Please frequent this place and keep it open for years to come.
