Monty's Blue Plate and the Holy Grail of Corned Beef Hash.
If I were to write nothing else, I think the previous sentence sums up my new found appreciation for the place.
"Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelled of elderberries" will never be uttered to an employee of Monty's.
The service was great, my coffee cup stayed full the entire meal, and the food was 'da bomb.'
I'm eyeballing the Chorizo for my next visit, which will be sooner rather than later.