Carrie W.
Yelp
Hubs and I hit up Pete's after visiting the 32nd Street Farmer's Market last Saturday.
Now, as a Baltimore native (and former resident of Waverly itself), I have been well aware of Pete's for what amounts to my entire life. But - I'd never been here before, which I can now say is a crying shame. Even if you end up NOT liking the food here, you have to come, even if only to scratch it off your Baltimore bucket list. This is a B'more institution, folks. It's been perched on the corner of Greenmount and 32nd forever - at least for 40 years, because I remember it being there when I was only yay-high.
Be prepared when you come - this is Blue Moon-level seating. You'll stand against a wall for 20 minutes and stare jealously at everyone sitting at the counter enjoying their food. It is what it is. At least you get to wait in a nice, warm space and take in all of the posters on the walls, including the snarky ones right above the grills. It's a Baltimore thing.
I would definitely NOT recommend taking more than two at a time here. Unless you want to be seated separately. There was one poor party of four that was skipped over six times because they couldn't get seats together for all of them at once. So, yeah. A single or at the most, a couple - no more.
They don't have "fancy" breakfast dishes here. No Captain Crunch toast, no eggs with hollandaise and potatoes, no Miss Shirley's 24 dollar waffles. Not here, uh-uh. It's as basic as you're going to get - pancakes, home fries, eggs with cheese. If you're expecting more than good old-fashioned solid American breakfast that you could probably whip up in your own kitchen, you're in the wrong joint.
Hubs and I both ordered Western omelettes (the Saturday special) - nothing more than eggs with tomatoes, onions, peppers and cheese, but boy was it good after being in the cold for hours. It came with a side of home fries (you can substitute grits if you want) and toast with butter and jelly - like I said, standard. Coffee is hot, plentiful and comes in little mugs with "PETE'S" written in Old English on the side. Very no-nonsense.
The waitresses are crusty. "NEXT TWO!" And they'll yell it right in front of you, too. It's Baltimore at its finest.
They won't exactly rush you out, but don't linger too long, either. That line never goes away, after all. You're there to eat and go, simple as that.
Prices are about right for a place like this. It's not dirt DIRT cheap, but it's not at all unreasonable. We got out of there for about 20 bucks or so (if you can read the scrawl on the ticket, that is, heh).
Pete's is Pete's. It's a Baltimore thing. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Don't wait decades to come like I did.