Let me start by saying the biscuits are excellent. Out-of-this-world good. I had the French toast made with gluten free biscuits and WOW were they delicious. (Be aware they are not celiac-friendly, though.)
Atmosphere: great, though the tables are cafe-style and very small.
I also had a side of scrambled eggs and they came out cold, unfortunately. My husband’s eggs were cold, too.
I also ordered a hot matcha. They charged me an extra dollar for milk (how else do you order it? With just water? Shouldn’t the milk in a matcha latte be included?) and it arrived in the world’s tiniest mug. That would have been ok I guess if half of the mug wasn’t filled with milk foam. It was literally half a cup of liquid, the rest foam. I asked if they allowed refills (because it was $6 and SUCH a tiny amount?) and she said no she would have to charge. Kind of a frustrating experience that eclipsed the great biscuits.
So moral of the story is: just get biscuits here. Get everything else somewhere else I suppose. There’s a reason the restaurant is named after biscuits.