My friend Mario likes to meet here for breakfast, because we can just sit and talk. I've been here twice, both on a Saturday morning around 8:30am. The wait staff is friendly.
The breakfast is OK. My wife keeps asking me to take her here, and one of these days, I'm gonna do it.
On my last visit, I ordered me some blueberry pancakes. They were very large and I couldn't finish. I thought I caught Mario staring longingly at the leftovers on my plate, until I realized he was just being transported back in time as he told a story of his childhood.
The food is plausible, but I'm partial to the atmosphere. Que Dios Te Bendiga.