An unexpected find behind a historic (and sort of creepy) church downtown and in the middle of a massive and dusty construction zone. Don't let that deter you. Lovely atmosphere, many plants, high ceilings, big windows, and an attractive, hipster heavy crowd. We sat at the bar and had one of the best Palomas I'd ever had in North or South America. I had the beet and pear salad, which was decent and healthy, before having the soup du jour, an excellent tomato with chorizo soup that I'd never had but would order again in a New York minute. It was tomato heavy with a spicy kick from little bits of chorizo. Also at our table was a medium sized portion of pork on top of a hash brown with eggs surrounding (this was brunch, after all), this too made us smile. Service was friendly and generally attentive. A very pleasant place to spend a lazy weekend afternoon.