We ended up here as we'd needed to look at some kitchen and bath fixtures at a store next door. The wait was about 40 minutes, but it passed quickly. All the people lined up outside and speed walking across the parking lot to put their name down; I'll admit it, I was intrigued.
Quick summary. The French Toast was the best I've ever had. I loved the cinnamon! I'm not a French Toast nut, but I inhaled this. Came with eggs and some bacon. - Standard stuff. My husband had the California breakfast burrito and he was more than happy. He offered me a bite, but no - sorry, I'm way too busy with my French Toast. Our kids shared a pancake breakfast, per our servers recommendation. It was the perfect size.
The owner, Nick was at the front of the restaurant. He was taking names and seeing that everyone was sat promptly. He runs a tight ship. I watched/listened to him sternly speak to his line cooks about an incorrect temperature on a steak, and thought to myself that you'd really need a thick skin to work there.