Brunch at Foreign Cinema was started with a foul, sour, bitter orange juice, freshly squeezed. Luck of the draw before the Winter crop, maybe, but it shouldn't have made it to paying customers.
We swallowed our medicine; looked to mussels in coconut currey cilantro sauce. Small mussels - read inexpensive (to them) - excellent broth - after the mussels were gone, we soaked up the rest with bread, smackin' our lips.
Main courses: Pilsner Omelette, Fried Eggs deglazed with Balsamic Vinegar; Poached Eggs with Duck Breast. Grades: A, B; A- respectively. A bit too liberal with vinagar on the second and third selections, we all agreed.
To wit: $85 for three, not cheap by any measure, but very edible. Yet the whole place is in need of renovation - threadbare in places; pervasive funk in what may have been elegant years back.
Packed house by noon; the staff was stressed to provide good service, but we understand that. Friendly crew and responsive to requests when we could snag one.
I had to work my way behind the lines for a fresh cup of coffee - the guy manning Java machines was apologetic and wouldn't let me pour - instead he fetched an exceptionally large cup full of fresh brewed cafe served me at my table with a smile. Rather nice.