Comments on: Rob LeRoy’s Guide to Bellingham, Part 1:Breakfast

By: Guide to Bellingham, Part 8: Wall Art | The Real Estate Novelist

Guide to Bellingham, Part 8: Wall Art | The Real Estate Novelist — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 23:31:15 +0000

[...] these links to read Part 1: Breakfast, Part 2: Lunch, Part 3: Dinner, Part 4: Dive Bars, Part 5: Live Bars, Part 6: Classy Pubs, Part [...]

By: Guide to Bellingham, Part 2: Lunch | The Real Estate Novelist

Guide to Bellingham, Part 2: Lunch | The Real Estate Novelist — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 19:53:10 +0000

[...] Bread: Also featured on my breakfast guide, Avenue Bread gets a second mention because they make the best sandwiches in town. Whether hot or [...]

By: Rob LeRoy’s Guide to Bellingham, Part 4: Dive Bars | The Real Estate Novelist

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 02:01:21 +0000

[...] Part 4: Dive Bars Now that I’ve offered up my picks for the best Bellingham restaurants for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I think it’s time to move on to the nightlife. We all need a place to [...]

By: acarey007

acarey007 — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 05:15:26 +0000

nice post Rob, the Eggenue would have to be on the top of my list along with a danish of course!

By: Rob LeRoy

Rob LeRoy — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 00:55:18 +0000

Mr. Strudel, your attempts to hurt my feelings are a waste of your time, and most certainly of mine. It seems more than obvious from your child-like flurry of random insults that you are, at best, a lonely, dejected, nearly-illiterate individual possessed of a foul and bitter nature. My guess is that you spend most of your time alone in your basement apartment, desperately clutching an old, worn picture of your Mother, to whom you've not spoken since that fateful day when she caught you in the bathroom committing some vile act of perversion upon the beloved family dog. Her shame drove her to drink, and her life was quickly consumed in a gray, bleak, downward-spiral of suffering, the root cause of the guilt from which you are so hopelessly hounded. Seek therapy, you sad, sad man. Someday, maybe…the world will accept you once again, and you may finally be free to pursue a more meaningful existence.

By: Topher Strudel

Topher Strudel — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 23:34:40 +0000

.I can smell the free pancakes they greased you with, you muffin-bribed sell-out. Not so much as a thumbs down on a cup of coffee, a sneer at service, or a nod towards the Cenozoic Era-like waits during hours of the morning. And no mention of the Waterfront Tavern. You've been soured by blog-fame you so enjoy, and have lost your edginess through back alley dealings with Jimmy Dean serving establishments. My dog wouldn't get back in the car after he'd been fixed; how are you getting around these days?