Aretha Frankenstein's

Breakfast in Chattanooga

A skeleton riding a skateboard doubles as the chandelier. Old concert posters cover the walls – can you spot Sleater-Kinney? You might see discarded cigarette butts in an ashtray on the porch as you wait. Eww. Still interested? Good. Because in this cramped cottage of quirk the breakfasts are damn good, from three-egg scrambles to the Waffle of Insane Genius.

There will be a wait.