I dragged my boyfriend in here one rainy Friday morning before going to the Market. We took a seat in the window, ordered coffee, and browsed the menu while I did my best imitation of a bored yet sophisticated Parisian. We split the French press and I ordered the herbed omelet; I have no idea what he ordered because I was too busy watching people walk by as I sipped my coffee and adjusted my chapeau. The omelet was good though a little too herbaceous for my palate. Great spot for a quick, easy breakfast or lunch that fills a void in the neighborhood.