Open City Cafe, Washington, D.C.

This morning I brunched with Laurent and his friends Mike and Kyle at Open City Cafe, up in the Woodley Park neighborhood. It's a very, very popular place with long lines of people trying to get into what seems essentially a combination coffee house and diner. They are related somehow to The Diner and to Tryst coffee house in Adams-Morgan.

Laurent, who still manages to have a 27 or 28 inch waist, ordered the OC Royale, a huge breakfast special with two eggs (his were sunny side up), sausage links, pancakes, hash browns, and wheat toast. That (plus two big bloody Marys) wasn't enough to fill him up, so he did dessert, too, getting an enormous wedge of cheesecake with a peanut butter top layer and an Oreo cookie crust.

Mike did the "eggs and meat," a couple of over-easy eggs with bacon and toast, and Kyle had the brioche French toast.

I had a Cobb salad and a nice, big cappuccino. Their version of a Cobb is interesting and not at all traditional. They used mesclun greens instead of romaine lettuce, and the toppings included whole cherry tomatoes, cucumber slices, and chopped artichoke heart; none of the toppings were arranged in the usual stripes.

Even though the restaurant was very busy and crowded, I found the service to be friendly and efficient.