447 S. California Ave., Palo Alto
Everyone should have a little restaurant like this within walking distance of home. A place where retirees, moms with young children, paired and single men and women in business attire, and slackers like me can happily mingle on a weekday morning, enjoying homemade waffles and scrambled eggs.
The servers are as friendly as they are efficient. “Are you Joanie?” one customer asks a waitress with an every-present smile. “No, I’m Susan,” she replies pleasantly, taking it in stride.
There’s a stack of today’s newspapers by the front door, for sharing. The orange juice is fresh and a cup of coffee is bottomless. A quick bite or a leisurely brunch? It’s up to you.