This is my go to breakfast spot on the east side. To be honest, the only thing I've ever tried is the Irish Benedict. Maybe I'm a creature of habit, but I can't bring myself to order anything else. This spot is greasy spoon for sure and super old school. The staff is laid back and friendly. There is usually a line out the door (a great sign of a quality restaurant). However, they cycle through tables pretty quickly. For the cost and taste, you can beat the Inn.