Mike F.
Yelp
Bond with your dog over a hearty brunch.
Very wooden inside, like a log cabin. There were dogs walking around, saying hello to people, making their rounds, going upstairs. We actually didn't even realize there was an upstairs until we saw a dog stroll by and head on up.
Our visit was over the weekend during brunch hours. Both the brunch and normal lunch menus were on the table, both figuratively and literally. It's nice having options. I went with an omelet platter that came with a salad of all things. Someone else went with twin crab cakes. Nothing is off limits. Live out your fantasy. Start with wings, end with jumbo lump crab hash. Wash it all down with bottomless mimosas (or Bloody Mary's if that's more your thing).
Fluffy eggs, hot coffee, good company, bright sunny mornings. You get all that here on any given weekend, any given day on this old chunk of coal rocketing through space to the edge of eternity.
There's a parking lot on the premises, which is always nice. And the overall atmosphere is inviting to boozy brunchers, quiet coffee drinkers, and piggish pups all the same. I don't think I've ever seen anyone turned away, though there was one rowdy Shih Tzu that was given a fifteen minute timeout in the foyer, for he had been what locals could only describe as a "bad widdle boy."