"This East Hollywood cafe is the kind of place that’ll make you want to pull out a notebook and start writing your memoir. Sunlight filters into the giant windows, and the lack of wifi doesn’t stop people from posting up with their laptops while sipping pistachio milk lattes. The food is mostly comforting classics done well, like a breakfast burrito with fluffy eggs and giant tots, syrup-soaked pancakes, and flaky pastries behind the counter. A quiet, jazzy playlist plays, and every table seems to be in its own bubble, working through something warm and buttery." - brant cox, sylvio martins, cathy park