The first bite of buttery, perfectly-executed Benedict at Cheryl’s on 12th might just ruin all other breakfasts for you.
I’ve traveled to enough places to know when I’ve stumbled onto something special.
You know that feeling – when a restaurant hits that sweet spot between fancy enough to impress your out-of-town friends but comfortable enough that you could show up in yesterday’s jeans and not feel judged?
That’s exactly what Cheryl’s on 12th in downtown Portland has mastered…