After waiting in line outside in the cold Montreal winter for 30 minutes and finally being seated at a small table with 2 tables on either side of it, approx. 3 inches away, I was not in the most open mood and was thinking this place might've been too overhyped.
Oh sweet Jesus was I wrong. Best breakfast I've ever (or probably will ever) have. I had the Chorizo Eggs Benedict and I can't even express how delicious it was. Those potatoes are the best potatoes of any kind I've ever had. I'm still upset I had to leave some in the bowl because I was so full from the amount of food. Even the English Muffin at the bottom of the eggs benedict was somehow mindblowingly good.
My guest had french toast with his meal which I was able to try and it's sweet fluffy deliciousness was something to behold. I don't even like french toast that much! He also had a latte which was also made incredibly well. And the regular white toast must've been in-house made because it was also incredible. Somehow this place took white bread and a latte and made it something worth commenting on.
Also, the rumours are true about the bathroom. Take a visit even if you don't have to go. It's a pretty psychedelic experience.