After biking right past the front door on the way to work for a half a year, too early for breakfast, my girlfriend and I finally took the time for Sunday brunch, and it was great. The French toast was fantastic, the wood paneled booths in back are relaxing (although not isolated enough from the racket up front), and the croissants really are worth the trip alone. I may have to bump back my start time at work to stop in on a more regular basis.