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| - The place exudes a very chainish (Is that even a word? Don't you think it should be? What with all the atrocities committed by chains!) vibe. You would think it's a distant relative of a Macaroni Grill or an Olive Garden. BUT, give this place a chance. I did, and, boy am I glad I did!
Southwestern chorizo skillet it has to be. It's a delicious medley of cheese, salsa, eggs, potatoes and chorizo. There was absolute silence, at the table, until we mopped up the last juicy remains of pork carnitas and tomatillo salsa with the corn tortilla. A perfect 'when the food does all the talking' moment.
The daily special apple crumble French toast while delicious was a sugar overload, and, the overpowering smell of egg put me off. I could blame my unforgiving sense of smell, but, it's definitely not a repeat order for me.
Service was spot on. Friendly, patient and more importantly, non-intrusive. I say that so often because, I detest nodding in approval incessantly during a meal to a stranger who (let's be real here) couldn't care less about your taste buds having a good time.
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