Breakfast at the Squeeze In
If you ever make it up Lake Tahoe way, make sure to have breakfast at the Squeeze In, a little restaurant in Truckee, California. MD and I run over to Truckee at least once a week for our Squeeze In hit, and this week was no exception. After voting on empty stomachs we drove to Truckee, an old railroad town about 13 miles from our house and a stone’s throw from where the Donner party holed up for the winter of 1846/47 and ate one another.
The Squeeze In, as you can see from the photo above, is a tiny hole-in-the-wall restaurant ‘squeezed in’ between a number of other businesses on Truckee’s main drag. It doesn’t have many tables, and there is often a wait, but the breakfasts are out of this world. Especially the omelets, which are world class. And huge. MD and I have our favorites, but yesterday we decided – in honor of the Donners, perhaps – to be adventurous. We each selected an omelet that we had never had, and were rewarded for our culinary courage. And selecting omelets is no easy task at the Squeeze In because there are at least 80 of them, and all of them are good. (If you go to their website you can take a look at the menu, which is old. They have at least double the number of omelets now that they did when this menu was put up. In fact, the omelets that we had aren’t even on their menu from the website. In case you’re wondering, MD usually has the Racy Tracey and I have the Dierdoni.)

















