We ended up here only because there was a power outage on the entire block occupied by Hash House A Go-Go. Boo.
Huge omelets and other specialty egg dishes. The boyfriend's scramble which was supposed to be topped with a couple eggs looks like it had 4-5 eggs. He was pretty happy with that.
My chicken fried steak was good, but I couldn't touch the potatoes which were covered in way too much of their salty seasoning...they looked like someone dumped a bottle of Lawry's on them as a joke.
Speaking of jokes, the lady at the register thought it was HILARIOUS when my boyfriend said the food was "eggs-quisite". DUMB!!