It's a cute, fifties style diner and we stopped in for a cappuccino and a bite of good home cooking. It was nothing better than a continental breakfast that might be served at a hotel. We ordered Belgian waffles and a petite platter. The eggs and waffle tasted like they came from a box, and the grits tasted like the Styrofoam cup they were served in. From the plastic cutlery to Styrofoam glasses, I just can't find anything I enjoyed about the place.