We were surprised by Cafe Verde being closed on Sundays in a city where you can't find a restaurant serving breakfast that doesn't have a line outside.
Well, we found one. Cafe Bizou. We knew it opened at 11am, so with 15 minutes to spare, we got there before opening. We were the first seated, promptly at 11, by the extremely friendly and polite hostess. Thereafter, our satisfaction with the service eroded continuously. We waited almost a half an hour to be served the coffee we ordered when we sat down. When I asked for a side of sausage with my omelette, the waitress offered me veal dinner sausage. My party of two was continually overlooked and underserved as the staff slathered attention on a party of eight in front.
I should include my observation that one of the busboys arrived thru the front door 10 minutes late, uniform in hand, but that doesn't excuse the unapologetically poor service I described above.
All in all, my impression is that the staff at Cafe Bizou is not used to serving brunch. The dinner service may be excellent, but they seemed to get just basic things wrong when serving people who are clearly dining for breakfast.
And the place never got even halfway full.
The food: my fiancee started with lentil soup, which was rich with a combination of clear vegetable and beef broths. A little salty for her taste, but not mine. I ordered the cheddar-mushroom-ham omelette, which was passable. I got halfway through it before I tasted any cheese. The side of bacon was unremarkable, except for its quantity. Leslie ordered the eggs benedict, and the eggs were poached perfectly. The hollandaise sauce was extremely rich with butter - some of the best I've had.
So, perhaps we'll go back for an evening meal, or dessert at the bar, but for breakfast, we'll stick with Cafe Verde, Marstons, or even Shakers...