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Morning Owl Elgin x 2, Ottawa


Stopping through Ottawa for 12 hours en route to the Yukon, I was taken to the new Elgin location of Morning Owl, a coffee house that specializes in sandwiches.

Behind a glass case of fresh sandwiches, I was torn between the breakfast sandwich and a sandwich for later. Unwilling to choose between the two, I chose both.

First up was the breakfast sandwich, a standard layering of fresh egg, bacon and cheese on a toasted crumpet. Standing alone, it is fine and good, but what pushes it to form is the homemade tomato jam on the side, which arguably is more of a jelly. A perfect texture to complement the hot and crusty sandwich. 

Next up was the oven roasted tofu* with marinated artichoke hearts (jalapeño cheddar). The scone-like bread also had jalapeno embedded, and each bite was hot, fluffy, and heat-inducing. 

While I had meant to save this sandwich for later, it arrived warm, ready to go, and so, I went to town, and had the best plane nap afterwards.

*My fellow diner, a regular sandwich companion over the years, was rather shocked at my ordering of a vegetarian option. Things are changing around here, but sandwiches are for lyfe, and meat-based diets are not.

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