For decades Montrose has been a neighborhood where you can come as you are and feel welcome. Now filled with museums, cafes, shops, and dives, you'll often find them shrouded in greenery or intermingled amongst residences. A great escape from the sea of concrete. We feel pride when we support our community, and inspired by the people who work tirelessly to run the places we frequent. We know parking is a nightmare, it's just something you learn to deal with. A sign of a more progressive and welcomed time, Montrose may no longer be the ubiquitous gay community it was once. This doesn't mean it's lost its charm or forgotten its roots. To take a quote from one of the neighborhood's original developers (J.W. Link) a little out of context, "Houston has to grow. Montrose [will] lead the procession."
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The original Barnaby's Cafe is right next door if you need lunch or dinner, but if you're looking for breakfast this is the place to eat. The local chain was named for a beloved dog, and is adorned with bright stripes and paws, and of course welcomes your four-legged friend on the patio. On weekday mornings there is no need to jot your name down on the list, the norm for the weekend crowd. The orange juice is as fresh as the staff is friendly. Grab a glass, and don't try to resist the breakfast plate or the green eggs, scrambled with spinach, artichoke hearts, and melted cheese. Maybe, just maybe, a fluffy waffle too.
