Busy place on a Sunday morning, and the staff was more attentive to the old farts seated at the bar, probably because they knew those guys would be washing down their football and eggs with plenty of beer - higher tabs. The menu offers enough variation to keep you coming back but doesn't set you up for analysis paralysis. My breakfast was okay - I didn't care for the charred taste of the sausage patties but the over-medium eggs were cooked right and the biscuit was tender.