Walked into this restaurant, was moderately busy. There were 3 or 4 waitresses. They weren't dressed in fine attire. However, that didn't seem to matter. As soon as I walked in I was greeted from the door, a quick hi from across the room. Simple yet effective! Lead to a table to sit down, they had televisions in the corners to watch. Of course, there was all the bussle on the streets to watch through the window as well. It was to be one of those quiet Monday's watching others go by. A waitress came back with a menu and a full pot of coffee ready to pour, didn't even have to wait or ask, she was cheerful. They didn't wear restaurant aprons or anything, just jeans and T-shirts. But there was something more to this restaurant. So I ordered an egg's benedict with my coffee, thinking perhaps it wouldn't be so good. Had a paper to read, everything seemed to flow in the restaurant really well. People were chatting about their day, some had just finished a marathon run in the early AM. The waitresses were friendly and seemed to watch over everything, without having to run around or customers waiting for things. Breakfast came, it was good, traditional, excellant service and quality. As I continued to eat breakfast one of the waitresses seemed to be helping the others with little things. Overheard a conversation, one of the waitresses was having a leisurely chat with a patron. It seemed more like a morning chat between friends, she was talking to them about their morning marathon run, which they mentioned. Another patron jumped in and said she just completed the marathon as well. It was cozy. It was Joe's Restaurant on Davie Street in Vancouver and it seemed a little different than all the rest. |
