I did it! I finally went. Brooklyn Heights being devoid of many weekday breakfast joints, I went downhill to the general store. The iced latte was swell--and had some sort of maple-y syrup-y flavor about which I was too shy to inquire. I haven't been so good with the blogging of late, and so I failed to take a photo of the amazing Egg in a Cloud, which is baked and fluffy egg whites surrounding a soft cooked yolk. It rests on some ham, fontina, and toasted brioche, and overlooks a field of creamed spinach. CT had the old-fashioned breakfast, which came with some exceptional bacon. I wish I'd had a cookie. And I'm glad I went to there.