The last time I dined at the Dipsea Cafe, I had barely rolled across the finish line of the first (and only, to date) adventure race I’ve ever done in my life and was so hungry, it was ridiculous. I remembered this place fit the bill with generously sized breakfasts. I had tried to go there a few times on a Sunday in years past, but for whatever reason, they were closed. They seem to be open 7 days a week these days so we paid a visit on Sunday afternoon after wandering around Corte Madera in Marin.

The place was a total zoo of people, which spoke volumes for their business. Everyone ranging from parents with kids in tow (like us) to athletes returning from morning workouts in Stinson, Muir Woods, or Mt. Tam, to wannabe athletes were there in full force. Despite the throngs of people, we were able to get seated in about 20 minutes. Now forgive me as I get on my soapbox for a moment, but this needs to be said: for all you Team In Training people, stop roaming around in your bike shorts with their sweaty post-workout chamois…bring a change of clothes fer chrissake! I’m sure you’re trying to look all cute trying to show off your asses you’ve been working so diligently on, but crotch rot is waiting just around the corner for you. Do yourselves a favor and peel off the clammy chamois when you’re done riding. ANYWAYS…back to regularly scheduled programming.

I dialed up the Dipsea Special which consisted of “two” pancakes, an egg, a strip of bacon, one sausage, and home fries. Let’s just say everything was HUGE. The half-stack of blueberry pancakes that landed were bigger than my face and thicker than my thumb. I’m not sure how anyone would be able to handle the full stack of three pancakes. The bacon was thick. The sausage was long. Tam’s eyes bugged out a bit when she sized up my meal. And about halfway through my pancakes, my eyes started to bug out as well. Damn fine value for the price, that’s for sure.

The service was a bit on the slow side due to all the people in there. Our server was working a table of about twenty people among others, so he was rather busy, but still managed a casual friendly atmosphere. If you’re ever over near Highway 1 and 101 looking for something to eat and not allowed to hit the In-N-Out, definitely hit up the Dipsea Cafe.