Your $30 gets you access to three (though not, sadly, the four claimed by the menu) juice selections, though the real distinction comes from the option to open up the entire cocktail menu for $50. We enjoyed ours, sampled in the name of you, our dear readers, though your mileage may vary on whether you want to imbibe enough to make the deal worthwhile.

The $96 caviar and lox platter takes the cake as the most expensive brunch entree we’ve seen by a solid sixty bucks or so, but the rest of the menu is reasonably priced in the high teens, although disappointingly generic apart from the obligatory poutine and Canadian bacon as part of the classic breakfast spread.

Our server treated our awkward indecision over basically every element of the menu with the sass it deserved, and even referred to her daytime shift as karma for her own brunch behavior. She knew what's up.

It may have been a bit early in the day for this self-described disco, which has the decor of a club but pumped in early-2010s indie the entire afternoon, giving off the energy of a restaurant that was itself a bit hungover. But if you're going to be hungover, at least Le Mont Royal sports the largest single-stall bathroom we've ever found.