Don't come for breakfast on a Sunday unless you want to be very aggressive and grab the first open table as if you were playing a game of musical chairs. Putting your name on the wait list is apparently an inside joke with the wait staff.
Don't know about the food since we left after watching new arrivals rush over to open tables before they were even cleaned. We bought a piece of coffeecake for the road. It was dry.
Funny though, The owner wasn't even aware of the wait list, which is understandable since it was written on a single ketchup stained sheet of crumbled yellow notepaper.
So sharpen your elbows and lace your sneakers if you plan to give it a try.