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| - I'm writing this review from the perspective of a die-hard bruncher, though I am well aware that this place has a whole other life, a night life as a poutinery and smoked meat stop!
This place is exactly what you expect from a corner diner that's been around a few decades:
Standard issue diner coffee, refilled periodically... a moderate plate of eggs, bacon and potatoes. Also, toast, but for some reason they call it rĂ´ties. Honestly, I just had regular ole grocery store loaf toast that came much later than the rest of my food, cut diagonally in half in triangles and *barely* toasted. Eggs were perfectly cooked. The homefries were surprisingly sparse, but that's OK with me because I never finish all the homefries on a brunch plate anyway!
The staff were all pretty sweet, and most of them seemed that they'd been workin' the same shift since the 70s. We probably could have used a little more attention that we received, but the kind personalities smoothed that out.
If you aren't too picky about brunch fixins, and can swallow down eggs and bacon trucker-style and just get on with your day, then this is a good pit stop for you. It's got a bit of retro charm, as well. The mood is casual, and there aren't too many people with kids cramming themselves into the booths around you, so you can drift away into your plate, your quiet conversation and the lull of the sunshine coming in all those street-view windows.
Worth one visit just to say you did! Maybe two.
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