Eat your eggs prior to visiting the chicken coop - you have been warned! Our resident avian expert deduced that their red flesh bald patches were due to pecking each other rather than mange or being bird flu hosts, but that would have scared me off the eggs even though they were probably more decoration than layers. Well, it would have been a shame to miss the terrific eggs benedict (good hollandaise, not too tart) and S. Mtn. omelettes (made with fresh vegetables from the "Farm" portion. The lemonade didn't taste fresh squeezed, but I can't say much about others' food since we fell upon it so ravenously that we didn't offer any tastes. The waitress apologized for the long wait which I hadn't noticed because of the good company, pleasant surroundings (except for air conditioning unit whine), and self-serve beverages. Come to think of it, that was an appalling wait for breakfast fare - maybe the sudden intake of food, advancing heat, or charm of the outdoor setting went to Hostage Gastronome's head, and he left a 30% tip! I didn't mind the extra few dollars, but felt he sent the wrong message that it's okay to capitalize on one's popularity without providing sufficient staffing. I'm glad they do offer this alternative to the generic and/or commercial - just get more kitchen help!