You know, a coffee shop with eggs

This morning a fellow on the street asked me for directions of sort downtown. I must look fairly friendly outside of the office because this happens pretty often. Anyway, he wanted to know where he could find a coffee shop. I must have seemed puzzled as I looked behind him at the uh, coffee shop (Au Bon Pain) because he felt compelled to add "You know, a real coffee shop, with eggs."

Oh, well, why didn't you say so? There's the Hamline Cafe and Keys Cafe on Nicollet, Peters Grill on 8th, and if you're feeling avante guarde (which, if you're looking for you know, a real coffee shop) there's Hell's Kitchen on 10th.

I was kind of surprised when I thought about it more -- the coffee shop has changed a lot in 20 years. I'm not so sure that imported roasted beans and stale scones is better than truck drivers and greasy eggs.

Thoughts?