Toast was god damned perfect. None of that flimsy garbage that rips or bends when I spread jelly on it, oh no. This toast had integrity. Crispy enough to satisfy my need for those sitting next to me to be able to hear the crunch it produces, but not burnt and bitter. Extra points for the fact that it didn't scratch the roof of my mouth. The head chef, Collin, is the man and if I could have him make toast for me every morning, I probably would, and then I'd give him a crisp high five once I finished the first bite to let him know he's done a stellar job. Coffee was pretty good too