There are some bizarrely noisy birds frequenting this location.
Aside from that, I can't really complain about this reliable breakfast place. Mesa is lacking considerably in the morning-eats department so The Good Egg is the best you're going to get if you find yourself stuck in this armpit of Phoenix.
Biggest plus in my book - their hash is the kind out of the red 'n' white checkered can. I loves me nothing more than an unabashed greasy-spoon start to my weekend.