Huh. I went to Mars Beach and forgot to take a photo. I probably won't go back, so shucks.
Mars Beach is the plainest Jane of all of my recent breakfast spots. Award for Most Forgettable goes to... Mars Beach. Oh we forgot to invite Mars Beach? We'll mail her her sash.
Most of the experience was unremarkable. Hollandaise sauce tasted like it was from a mix, frozen potato-things, Tropicana-esque juice. My eggs Benny was fine, and my juice was fine, but not great.
They have a really nice front patio, which is large and in charge. The menu is massive and laminated as many good diner menus are. Inside had a faux-50's quality to it, but it wasn't really cutesie enough.
This place just didn't jive with me... but that doesn't mean it won't with you. If you're looking for a reasonably priced Benny in the Beach and are on a schedule, this might be your gal. But probably not.