Dale and I simply searched Google for a nearby breakfast spot before hitting the road, chose the shortest walk, and stumbled into one of the most enjoyable surprises of our trip. We were greeted immediately by a friendly lady who exchanged some playful banter with us before leading us through the restaurant—essentially two narrow, deep downtown spaces connected in a U-shape—to a comfortable booth on the other side. Counter seating was also available. As she walked away, she motioned toward the large televisions and told us to “enjoy the entertainment.” That was when it finally dawned on us: we had walked straight into an unabashed celebration of The Breakfast Club, John Hughes movies, ’80s music, and the gloriously bizarre decade surrounding them. Videos played across the televisions while movie quotes, memorabilia, and themed touches gave us something new to notice throughout breakfast. As the restaurant itself reminds visitors, “We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it.” The restaurant was clean, the breakfast menu was diverse, and the food and service were both excellent. The atmosphere may have been the best part, however. Many of the other patrons clearly appreciated the theme, creating a crowd that felt unusually friendly and interactive for a restaurant in the middle of a relatively large city. What began as nothing more than the closest place to grab breakfast became a wonderfully memorable experience. We could not have asked for a better final stop in La Crosse before getting back on the motorcycles. Five stars—and detention has never tasted so good! Don’t you forget about me….
