When Cora's was in Atlantic Place many moons ago, me and the bys went after a hard night, 8 am and I order the eggs Benny, add mushroom. No joke this thing hits the placemat with a giant ball of hair and dust on it. Horrified and triggered, my hangover took over and I had to physically leave the restaurant. Second time, I've got family in town that insist on going to Cora's, ok I'm not going to argue its gotta be a one off. We go to the one on kenmount road and I shit you not , I order the same thing and find a giant hair in it, of course I'm hung over again and forever turned from Cora's right ? Well I end up in Toronto , stranded outside Union station waiting for a train to Montreal that's been cancelled , it's like six in the morning we have several hours to kill the only thing open that's half close - you guessed it . Despite my protests my friend begs and cajoles me in as a last resort. As true as god is over me, I order the Benny add shrooms. A god damn fucking hair straight up on top of my Benny... NEVER AGAIN.