"on Friday at 11 o'clock. a whole jugend baseball team had a brunch on the terrace, so I expected a waiting time. fortunately there were some tables inside and a seat at the bar. I chose the bar as my location for today, so I could look into the kitchen and watch the whole action. a thing I immediately noticed, looked like the whole personal was female. it was really hard to say if I saw all the staff, although they were cudding! I noticed a lot of collaboration and communication. I'm sure they'll make a manager in here. as usual I ordered the traditional benedikt as my Litmus test. it didn't take too long, maybe 10 minutes and out came my brunch. it looked completely, smells really good and the presentation with the perpetrator deaths worked well for this level of kitchen. as usual I cut into one of the small ice cushions of quality and came the liquid gold of a perfectly boiled fried egg. the hollandaise tasted butter and had a little warmth from an prise or kayenne above the top. in any case, my mouth made happy! the tater dead were perfectly cooked and the linkover hollandaise perfectly dissolved. Of course, if I wanted nit pick, I would say that the hollandaise was a bit thin and should have had more taste from the lemon juice, the butter quota was a bit off and was not completely emulsified. the English muffin was slightly understated, but I liked it was a bit bigger, but the eggs had to be extra big to keep this feeling of symmetry. the Canadian speck was not, he was sinking on the flattop cooled. nothing is wrong with a flattop ham. the dead could have used a bit more salt from the kitchen. but don't forget, I don't choose. overall I enjoyed this place, the decor is cute and the personal friendly. they also offer alcohol, from mimosas to **** mary’s, the bar gardeners had a happy morning while I was there. I'll come back here and I'll have the benedikt back. so few places can make it right that if it is so close, they use it."
