Blue Sky Cafe — Bethlehem, PA
I know it seems like all I do is travel these days–which I wish were the case!–but life’s been a bit nutso in-town, so there hasn’t been much cooking. Two weeks ago, though, I was lucky enough to drive up to New York City to see David, a fantastic friend who I haven’t seen since 2008. 2008! How is that even allowed? Thankfully, it’s not a long drive to the city from Roanoke–8 hours or so, depending on traffic–so G & I combined seeing David with Guided by Voices playing at the Northside Festival in Brooklyn.
In order to make it up to Brooklyn with plenty of time to explore, we headed out of town on a Thursday with the plan to spend the night in Allentown, PA. That way we’d have most of Friday to putz around Williamsburg. Before we hit the road on Friday, though, we needed to catch breakfast. Say what you will about Yelp, I’m glad it’s around, because it helped me find Blue Sky Cafe in Bethlehem, PA.
Blue Sky is a breakfast and lunch diner in downtown Bethlehem and, in my book, qualifies as super awesome. MGMT was playing on the stereo when we walked in and fried egg reubens are the menu. What more could I want? We opted to sit at the bar which gave us optimal line-cook viewing and it was fun to watch the guys schlep eggs and tend to a giant turkey breast roasting for lunch. Over all, the interior is cozy-industrial with plenty of natural light.
For breakfast, I ordered the fried egg reuben. Of course. Delicious, tangy rye bread (done right up north, thank you) with a runny, runny, explodes-in-your-face fried egg, thousand island dressing, and sauerkraut, the sandwich is amazing. I can only imagine it’d be the world’s most perfect hang-over food. Did I mention amazing, runny yolks? One really did explode when I bit into it. A bit of adventure for the meal! The only drawback is that it is extremely messy–but messy in the best way.
G ordered a basic plate of scrambled eggs, rye toast, potatoes, and kielbasa. The kielbasa stole the show–I don’t know if it was the quality of the sausage or the way it was cooked, but even G thought it was the best one he’s ever had–and he grew up on the stuff in Pittsburgh. The scrambled eggs & potatoes were great too, but the poor rye toast went essentially untouched given the portions.
I couldn’t have asked for a better way to start the weekend adventure than Blue Sky. We ate a lot of good food that weekend, but Blue Sky sticks out as particularly special. But I think it’s just because I’d give anything to find a fried egg reuben right now…
Blue Sky Cafe
22 West 4th Street
Bethlehem, PA 18015-1669