Stopped in with the kiddo. Thought it would be a cute little breakfast spot with that old fashioned feel. Inside decor and staff were really friendly. No music so you could catch everyone's convo and I was particular conscious of keeping the kiddo chill as to not disturb anyone.
Orange juice needs work. I'm thinking concentrate but not 100%. It was just off. Food was really good with some odd twists thrown in. Had the chicken fried steak scramble with potatoes and eggs....and oddly enough olives. Hmmm. Home made French toast was good with the whipped butter. Bill came out to around 19$ which seemed high but whatever. I'd come back here with pops or gramps, they'd get a kick outta the low yellow light, random artifacts on the wall and good food.