This is an intriguing place. I wonder why it's called the 'astral cafe'? There are no obvious signs of tarot readings or other dimensional travel going on. Mostly just breakfasts and lunches. And there aren't a huge number of glorious design details apart from the sign outside.
The grub though is marvelous. Crunchy chips and the beans threatening to spil over the edge which always makes you feel like you've had extra portions. Dark meaty bacon all curled up and poised. And the egg has a strange volcano look to it, like the yoke might erupt if you're not careful. Very nice.
A classic condiment cluster.
Simple, clean, lovely.