It's damn inspiring when people from all different backgrounds come together to get a job done, whether it's the X-Men fighting guys who can bend metal to their purposes, or Alpha Flight fighting doctors who want to charge for their services. For a motley team out to fight your hunger, hit Oddfellows.
The shockingly coherent vision of eight Oak Cliff friends/acquaintances (from an attorney to a PR ace to the chef behind Eno's), Oddfellows is a wildly creative neighborhood diner that offers something for everyone in an airy space where blonde, unvarnished, reclaimed-wood paneling backs a mélange of funky knick knacks reflective of the partners' varied personalities -- from chess-centric artwork, to Euro café posters, to ceramic donkeys, obviously not Eddie Murphy, because that dude's career's unbreakable. With ingredients procured from Oak Cliff farmers' market Urban Acres, good-grubbing starts with breakfast fare like fried egg sandwiches with shaved ham & mozz, pancake stacks (b-milk, whole wheat, gingerbread), omelets from roast-chili to ratatouille, "French Toast Pudding", build-your-own b-fast tacos, beignets, and "Monkey Bread" -- the gooey, pull-apart pastry, not an all-chimp tribute band that wants to Make It With You. Lunch brings the quick-grilled hanger "Bar Steak", lobster mac & cheese, a "Spudnick" loaded w/ everything from chili to sauteed portobellos, a chicken club w/ avocado, pepper bacon, and a deviled egg, fish po' boys, and tomato-ricotta lasagna (whatever, Garfield, vegetarian food is often just as fattening as food with meat).
Because the buzz is everything, Oddfellows also hosts an open-air, walk-up coffee bar boasting the McLaren F1 of the java scene, La Marzocco's 3MP Strada espresso machine -- one of only 11 in the world, scarcity that makes it Mag-neato.