Northstar Cafe's menu is tiny. It had maybe six things-- a few sweet things, and a few savory things. Terry's pick was easy: sweet potato hash topped with two eggs, with a side of bacon. The hash was perfect-- soft centers with crispy, sometimes burnt outsides. Terry and I are both the sort of people who like the edges of brownies, the crispy cheese on baked macaroni and cheese-- you get the idea-- so this was heaven.
I was going to get pancakes until I saw the house-smoked turkey sandwich with roasted red peppers, rosemary foccaccia and pesto aioli. I admit that I'm getting tired of restaurants calling mayonnaise "aioli" (it isn't), but this was incredibly good. Terry helped me finish it, after briefly playing with the biggest toothpicks I've ever seen.
This peanut butter cookie was huge-- we ate it in the car on the way home and I also had some for lunch the next day. Salty, a little sweet but not overly so, and obviously made with natural peanut butter. The best PB cookie I've ever had.