We arrived 10 minutes early for our 1:00 PM Sunday Brunch reservation. What a lovely former Main Street home. Our hostess took us into a room with about five tables, all occupied, one with a very loud baby in a high chair. I motioned that the noise level was unacceptable & we went back to the hostess stand. She mumbled something about not having another table (3-4 open in two adjacent rooms) & then took us to a lovely back room with adults having Sunday afternoon conversations? The afternoon deteriorated rapidly after that. The tomato & mozzarella salad lacked the necessary dressing to highlight the heirlooms, perhaps a balsamic glaze & my cheddar biscuit was a spotted yellow hockey puck.(this happens when the delicate dough is overworked) My wife's Belgium waffle w/fried chicken was extremely dry. A very small crucible of additional maple syrup couldn't save this dish. The addition of whole grain mustard to the Hollandaise Sauce overwhelmed my Benedict. Service was typical of a poorly trained staff. Coffee service was sparse & explained away by saying that they serve over 15 pots at brunch. I asked a bus girl for coffee, she left the room & came back minutes later to tell me she had told our server that we needed coffee? Our used plates were on our table until the requested check arrived. This lack of unity comes when staff is not properly trained to function as a unit. Be careful if you leave by the back entrance, the wood ramp has deteriorated & left some nasty wood slivers that could catch your shoes.