Upon entrance into Broken Yolk, one thing will come to mind: it is freaking loud in here. After that, you’ll notice the place is pretty big and packed. The waits aren’t too bad since the place is so big. When we got our table, we kind of just sat there looking at a menu for a while. No server came by at any point. My mom asked a guy walking by if we can order, and eventually that guy got our waittress. Pretty bad if you ask me.

After a pretty long wait for breakfast, our food came. The menu is pretty diverse, which is a plus. Unfortunately my camera died after a picture of the menu. The food was pretty good, but nothing that wows you. Anyways the bottom line: the service was craptacular (she came by 3 times: take our order, give our food, give the check) and the food doesn’t make up for it. Although, they do offer a special for 23 bucks where if you finish a giant plate of stuff you get it free and a name on a plaque (dozen egg omelet, with hash browns, chili, and bunch of other stuff on top).

Also, there is a lot of parking behind the restaurant.