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Very quaint cafe, the place was packed. Once our waitress very friendly came by to take our drink order, I said this is our first time here she said “Welcome!”

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The atmosphere at the quaint cafe was truly remarkable – bustling with vibrant energy as the place was packed with patrons enjoying their time. It was an enchanting blend of aroma and chatter that seemed to fill every corner of the cozy space. As we settled in, a warm and friendly waitress approached our table to take our drink order. I took the opportunity to mention that it was our first time visiting, to which she responded with a genuinely kind “Welcome!” Her hospitality instantly made us feel at home, setting the perfect tone for a delightful experience at the café.

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I had ordered the the linguica and eggs(any style you like to prepare) you had your choice of potatoes, hash brown, or bacon fried rice. Toast, biscuit or cornbread. My husband ordered the Joe’s scramble. Be prepare and come with an empty stomach because there not skimpy with portions! Definitely will be back!

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Having the freedom to choose your preferred style of eggs and the accompanying sides must have made the meal even more enjoyable. The portions were generous and satisfying, ensuring that you leave with contented appetites. The Joe’s scramble is a tempting choice as well.

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Good Day Cafe is located in Downtown Vallejo. There isn’t a designated parking lot for this establishment, but we’ve never had an issue finding street parking close by. The cafe is clean and radiates a comfortable and welcoming feel upon entering. Of course this is extenuated by the friendly and upbeat staff. Our waitress this most recent visit was attentive, speedy with requests, and warm. The kitchen staff cooked us up a wonderful breakfast with little wait time though there were several diners at the time of our visit.

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