The bottomless Rose is very much an at-your-own-peril situation, so if you don't entirely trust yourself, $16 for the mimosas is a good call.

The entrees are unremarkable, but you won't mind if you've properly gorged yourself on cast-iron cinnamon rolls and/or prosciutto-topped biscuits.

The two-hour limit serves more as a warning for personal consumption than a restriction Tyber even pretends to adhere to. Bonus points are in order for happily seating a walk-in group of eight in a crowded restaurant.

The indoors is bright and lively, or go to the copious outdoor seating for a nice view of a neighborhood off the beaten brunch path.