Not much of a breakfast cat. Don’t like eggs, don’t eat bacon, hate milk, never had a cup of coffee. Most of the time breakfast is a bowl of fruit and a couple veggie burgers sans bun with an ever changing line-up of sauces. Weird? Perhaps. What happens? Yes. So it is with a bit of trepidation that The Monster heads over to The Bongo Room for breakfast.
It’s utilitarian ugly and that’s okay for breakfast. Probably not a spot for a romantic dinner (which is perfect because they ain’t open). So you’re coming here for comfort grub for breakfast/lunch.
