Took the boyfriend and his parents to brunch there on Sunday. It was delicious as always. I snuck a bite of his mom's Norwegian pancake and it was perfectly light and sweet (and with an interesting lavender syrup). The boyfriend is a creature of habit and always gets the kielbasa sandwich, with blue cheese. I wasn't in the mood for breakfast, so I had my favorite beet soup, and a new choice--the beet salad. I could eat gallons of that soup. Such warm, comforting food; it almost makes me wish for winter to more quickly.
I usually walk up there (or take the metro 1 stop if I'm particularly lazy), but I can see how finding a cab could really be a pain, even on Georgia it might take a little while to find one.