Broken Yolk Cafe   

This is my favorite place for breakfast!

Fine place to go to check out chicks, but what place in PB isn't? It's a total scene for the young 'uns. 20 Minutes to get a table on Sunday morning around 11, which was fine, but then 45 minutes to get food on our table (tooooo long). A busboy hit my shoulder when he walked by (I was seated) and didn't even say excuse me. Our waiter poured as much coffee and water onto our table as he did into our glasses. Another busboy's shirt was completely soaked in sweat, like, drenched. Nearly the whole staff kept grabbing onto the back of my chair to help make the turn behind my table. Then, we get the food. Great food could've saved the service, but, this was not the case. My 27 mile burrito had about 2 teaspoons of chorizo in it, the rest was just onions & avocado, soaking wet, and the jack cheese was undetectable. Home fries were cold, and the biscuit was just salt, flour & baking soda. Sounded so good on the menu, but, too bad. My GF got a California burrito and it was cold! Amazing, because a California burrito is probably one of the most thermally efficient food items on the planet. The refried beans tasted like nothing. This was actually amusing, and we kept taking bites and trying to detect flavor, but there just wasn't any. Coffee had grounds in it. Place was, as we like to say: ROACH.

Great Mamosa's