The Good Table in Cape Elizabeth was bustling with energy this Sunday morning. At the table to our right, the hostess chattered out the specials like an “A” student reciting the preamble to the constitution. She crisply delivered the 10-item spiel without one hitch (or intake of breath — that I could detect).

Late Summer Brunch at The Good Table

During her dissertation I caught the word “marscapone” and knew instantly what I was having. I’m a sucker for the Italian triple-cream cheese. Scrambled with fresh farm eggs, pancetta and spinach – it was marvelous. The accompanying polenta featured a prevalent – but not overpowering – lemon zest. A too-ripe slice of watermelon seemed a bit of an afterthought.

Adam’s Lobster Benedict kept him quiet, which is always a good sign. His one quibble – not enough hollandaise. He never thinks his “benis” have enough hollandaise. Come to think of it, he’s probably right — is there EVER enough hollandaise? His side of breakfast potatoes featured sweets as well as classic spuds, and plenty of herbs. Simple and delicious.

Halfway through our meal, the table on the other side received a steaming hot cinnamon roll the size of my head. The smell alone made me lean to my left and peer closely – probably a bit rudely – at the fresh pastry. It seemed a bit light on the icing, so I queried my neighbors for a review.  “Excellent, excellent, lots of fresh cinnamon flavor,” was the response. Did they feel it lacked in the icing department? Not at all. In fact, they expressed relief that it wasn’t drenched in the stuff like so many lesser rolls.

I know what I’m trying on my next Cape Elizabeth excursion.