Mama's has been a breakfast institution for decades, and this neighborhood joint--with old wooden booths ornamented with original (non-functioning) individual juke boxes, and vintage posters, embroidered apron, and customers' napkin art on the walls--balances greasy-spoon ambience with borderline-gourmet seasonal specialty omeletes, scrambles, and pancakes. You'll see lots of cutting-edge tattoos, too. Mama's sits between the upwardly trending Temescal and Piedmont Avenue neighborhoods.
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Holy mole, Mama!
Whenever chef Rob's Oaxacan mole shows up on the specials board at Mama's, order it. Here, it tops eggs Benedict--my order customized with sides of grilled tomatoes and sauteed spinach in place of potatoes and fruit. More than picture perfect!