FRED 62

A tired state of hunger overwhelmed me. It was 10:02 pm on a Sunday night, everything was closed or was gross to the thought, BUT THEN Fred 62 came to mind. I had never gone to dine in, just always drove past. I looked to see if it was open and BOOM, like magic it was. I found parking nearby instantly, it was meant to be. I looked at the menu flustered, I was caught off guard by the multitude of vegan options, I appreciated it, but that night - I needed cheese. I ordered a grilled cheese with tomato soup ($13) and a side of Mac n Cheese ($8) which came with its own side pickle (surprised me). It was a quality pickle but I questioned its presence on my plate, still I was content with it. I took a bite of my grilled cheese and I could taste the Tillamook on it, a sip of my tomato soup splashed me with a rich creaminess that many tomato soups fail to accomplish. I dipped the grilled cheese into the tomato soup, and suddenly I was sent back to a time I had long forgotten; my childhood smiled back at me in a series of flashbacks powered by each bite of my meal. I looked down at my plate and the iconic duo were gone. All that remained was my Mac n Cheese, who had witnessed the horror of me devouring the main course. It was shockingly hot with every bite, and yet I ate it in quick successions. Only ever interrupted by the dreadful aura of J Cole music playing nonstop. The first 3 songs didn't disturb me, but by the 5th song his mere vocals were an invasion of my eating experience. To put out that sour taste, I ordered a chocolate cake with strawberry cheesecake filling. I don't know why I ordered it, I don't like strawberries - I wanted the carrot cake but the words didn't escape my mouth. There I sat beside a chocolate cake covered in strawberries. Finally I mustered the courage to eat what I was asked for. I was hugged by this warm feeling, not of the chocolate, but the strawberry. An underdog for sure, but it was the big winner of that night. The slice of cake was perfectly sized with my remaining appetite. The Server was a champ and I thank him for aiding my conquest in defeating my hunger. The seating comforted my larger body, but only by a barely passing grade. Overall I left happy, and with that I could rest peacefully.

Very trendy
Hight volume
Friendly service
Fast service

A neighborhood institution, always a good choice day or night. Get the Chipotle ketchup!

Milkshakes in the middle of the night. Or a beer I guess. Just brilliant

Fred 62 is always a good choice