Not only did this place have terrible food, it also creeped me the hell out. Honestly, I've never felt uncomfortable at a restaurant, but here I felt really out of place. It's like the kind of place where old retired white men go to for brunch with their wives after they've played some amateur golf. It has that small-town feel where everyone knows everyone, but NOT in a good way. But anyway, enough about the atmosphere; I ordered the Eggs Benedict, and it was AWFUL!!! Honestly, why would I pay $30 for that pitiful plate when I could make it just as horribly in my own home? And the potatoes were straight-up gross.