The peach bellini's just peaches in champagne, which is sort of cool, but not worth nearly $30. The non-bottomless drink options are more expansive, but that's not why either of us are here.

Until we called them on it, the "brioche toast" side was literally a Thomas-brand English muffin, and even putting that mix-up aside, you're still looking at an uninspiring $18 omelette.

Refills are aplenty at first, but tail off significantly once the food arrives, and somehow even getting the check turned into a surprisingly difficult process.

The interior has a funky, diner vibe that probably would've been enhanced by not being practically empty, and we've gotta mention the flies, in that there were just a ridiculous number of flies.