If it's just you and the girls for a ladies-who-brunch date, by all means, sit on the wee chairs, at the wee tables, in the bleeding edge bistro, get the wee brunch plates and a delicious mimosa and soak up the 'we're here at the new bistro'ness of the experience. \r
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However, if you're taking your father out to brunch, forego this place and take him someplace where the chairs are comfortable and where there's a place for his hat by the table. This place is small.\r
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Overall, the food was disappointing. My breakfast sopes were rock hard and arrived without the lime sour cream I thought I saw listed on the menu. When I brought it up to the waiter he said, ""I think they come without it at brunch"". Not having a menu handy, I let the matter drop, but on checking once I got home, the online brunch menu does indeed say that ""lime sour cream"" comes with the sopes.\r
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It wasn't a horrible experience, but neither was it the best. I give this place a year or two, tops.\r
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