I have a date for breakfast next Saturday with my boyfriend's sister, husband and two rugrats. As I recall, the oldest, who is three, has the most appauling table manner I have ever seen. He climbs on it. He crawls over it. He has loud and open bathroom talks with mom and daddy, who are of the "he needs to be free to express his joy tra-la-la-la-la." set. Plus, geez, he's only three. If my mom and pop hadn't of used thier brains and taught me manners (or else) early on, who knows how many stranger's meals I would have wrecked.
Ahem. Sorry. Anyhow, I need a relatively nice breakfast place that will offer the adults some relatively good chow whilst tolerating junior's joyfully disgusting antics.
I was thinking Marmalade or Marie Callendar's.