This is served over lamb hash, and accompanied by bread and salad. The spicy hash has ground lamb, chopped potatoes, two kinds of chopped bell peppers, and onion. You miss the hollandaise, but the hash is juicy enough to warrant the accompanying slice of crusty, lightly toasted bread. Although very generous, its clumped tangle comprised more shreds than slices, and it was served greasy and at room temperature. Each table gets a green water bottle, so no need to hound the waiter for rehydration.
Service is friendly and efficient.
The waiters dress in comfortable street clothes, with only aprons to distinguish them. The busperson lacks even an apron, but his discreet watchfulness and deference set him apart unobtrusively. It's an exotic foreign relative to eggs Benedict, not eggs Benedict per se. But Americana can get pretty bland after a while. This is quite the cure for eggs Benedict burnout.