Strange to have a breakfast/brunch joint enforcing a dress code. We had to sit at the bar to lunch, b/c the bf had no sleeves on his shirt.
The coconut chicken soup was the highlight of the meal: tons of cubed white meat in a fragrant creamy broth with so many layers of flavor. Impressive. Not so much: the sliders and the pork potstickers, which were both COLD.
I would give this place another go.