Perhaps the breakfast joint that I most desire to like, but can't.
NEVER get the hash browns. No one likes soggy, undercooked potatoes. Tastes/feels like diced wet cardboard. Home fries are a marginal improvement, only due to the rosemary, in truth.
I've been to Matt's four times. Each time I leave disappointed. Still, I feel the draw to come back and give it another go. It's like that narcissistic girlfriend who gives you a glimpse of hope that things might get better. They don't.
Downtown has better service, btw. This place sucked it up hard last time I took my parents and kids out to breakfast. Incredibly inattentive and sloth-like service, with latecomers getting served and leaving long before our small group of 5. Never again, Matt; I'm breaking up for good.