A friend took me to breakfast at the Red Wagon on Hastings this morning. Hard to believe I havent been there before, especially as it is so close to home.
We got there at about 8:55am, and we were already the ninth or tenth group in line, getting one of the last tables when the doors were opened. It was well worth the short wait, as I am sure it was for those who continued to line up throughout our meal. I had today’s special, which was schinitzel and eggs with country potatoes: an odd thing for breakfast but really good.
No “ambience” but full of friendly service and endless coffee. I will definitely be back.