Went for breakfast this morning.  It was somewhat crowded with tables filled with students back from winter break.  Seems that they only have one volume: loud.  Which reminds me of the music piped in.  Now, I like Oldies rock and roll.  Grew up on it.  Have a vast collection of it.  That being said, I don't care for it blaring while I'm eating breakfast.  Ordered the Bacon Temptation omelet.  Bacon is, after all, a major food group.  Opted to substitute on the pancakes, getting the strawberry banana instead of the buttermilk.  The omelet was a decent size and the bacon done nicely, but it the flavor of the whole thing was bland, other than the bites with bacon.  There were some pale pink bits on top that were supposed to be chopped tomatoes that I scraped off, preferring my tomatoes red and ripe.  Moving on to the pancakes, I had hopes they would redeem this meal.  They did not.  They weren't awful but if you choose to call yourself a house of PANCAKES, your pancakes had better be worthy of top billing.  These weren't anything special.  The coffee came in a thermos on the table, a feature I always prefer so as not to depend on a waitress refilling my cup but, as in Perkins, the coffee tasted burnt.  They must both use the same coffee and brewing method.  The service was good.  I was wearing my New York Giants sweatshirt, still basking in their victory over the top-seeded Packers last night.  Turns out the waitress was a Packers fan.  She said she was bummed by the loss but she was still pleasant, so I did not feel it necessary for her to sample my food before I ate it.  Cheeseheads are not sore losers like Eagles fans.  My visit ended with having to wait on line for quite some time to pay my bill.  Seems like they were training someone or something like that but the hostess was working with the cashier and the two of them together didn't seem able to figure out whatever was going wrong.  Not a good last impression.