As if that airline theme wasn't enough to put us over the top, the promise of dishes like grapefruit brulee, brioche french toast with caramel bananas, and a breakfast quesadilla officially made us thank the brunch gods that this little niche of the Olde City persists.
It may be a Stephen Starr restaurant, but at least its one of the most affordable; allowing for some trendy play even on the shortest budget (as we were). Apparently, there is also a second location in Midtown Philadelphia, although with more of a club atmosphere than cozy diner.
Nonetheless, whenever brunch goes about mixing vintage kitsch with vodka tonics, that is where you will find us, and hopefully where we'll find you too.
[Photo: The Continental Market Street]