The atmosphere here is terrific. The food is a mixed bag.
I ordered the chicken and waffles on my most recent visit. I expected a piece or two of fried chicken with a waffle. And the menu called it "southern fried chicken"--which brought to mind images of Paula Deen and buttermilk fried chicken. Instead Cafe Hollander served what appeared to be chicken tenders on top of a waffle drenched in sauce. No finger licking goodness there.
I sent the dish back and had half of my wife's tasty burger.