It's a nice neighborhood place that's got a line out the door at 8:00 on a Sunday morning, kids and mutts a plenty clustered around tables on the street, and a nice big communal table inside. To say nothing of the pastries and breads -- very fresh and tasty -- and the coffee, which hit just the right note after waking up with the wee one at 6:45am.
On the Rise made me long, a little bit, for life in the suburbs. I'll be pleased to get back to the Big Smoke, but in the meantime, I was pleased to take a morning breather at this oasis of refined taste and local color.