Gracia O.
Yelp
First up, I'm not as discerning in the taste bud department as some others. I'm actually rather plebeian so subtle, nuanced eats and I don't really click. Next, I view hipster/indie joints with a morbid fascination. On one hand, it's revolting. I can't cycle so I don't see the allure of a bamboo bike. On the other hand, I quite like cement/brick walls and exposed pipes.
Anyhow. You need reservations for this place. They write your name, time slot and number of pax on a rock so you know which table is yours, which is.. interesting because it looks like a bible verse. You know- Timothy 3:16 that kinda thing.
Eggs are supposed to be done well here, so eggs it was. I had two eggs in a pepper puree sauce populated with an incredible amount of chopped sausage, while the other diner had eggs ben with maple glazed bacon. And because we were greedy, we had a cold cut platter to share too. And the eggs. Oh the runny eggs. My inner auntie frowns upon ordering a pair of eggs for $20 when you can get 10 for $2, but she's easily placated with cold cuts. Which were ok, really. Smoked salmon, parma ham and some cured meat thing that came with blue cheese and another slab of even smellier cheese. I do love me some smelly cheese. The mains fared much better though, and the other diner was pretty happy with the nosh. As the day wore on (we were there at 11), the place was absolutely buzzing with activity, but happily we were free to just chill.
On the downside, the place is really cramped. Every time someone walks behind me, I get bumped, which is all the time. You can't really tell wait staff from diners, which can be a bit confusing since everyone's wearing those tortoise shell rimmed spectacles, sporting a tattoo or turned up pants. And the price point is on the high side for a place located opposite a cemetery (cemetery. symmetry. is there a link?). Would I return? Well, yes, but only when it's pay day.