I'm not a breakfast guy, but every time I have guests in town, I drive the twenty minutes to take them here. The cozy Stars Hollow-type feel, the unreal stuffed French toast, the crepes, the everything. It makes me question why I'm not a breakfast guy until about two hours after and I want to take a sugar-induced nap until dinner. Go here! Take your friends! Yell at people on your way in that you're going to Toast! If they look at you funny it's jealousy, pure, lustful jealousy.