This is a meet & greet place from the looks of the serious and not so serious conversations taking place at the tables. Men in suits. Or with marvelous tats. Women in flowing Native American skirts. Or Lulu togs. Come as you are. Or as you wanna be.
Breakfast is wonderful. I liked the breakfast sandwich, stacked with a rich yellow egg, bacon, gruyere cheese, and wasabi mayo. Coffee is dark French Press, and left in a an ergonomic, triangular pot at your table.
I think I left a dusty colored scarf with net and glitter running though it beneath the table. If it's true that you leave something behind when you unconsciously hope to return, I'll make it back to Breakfast Club one day.