I was browsing through my holiday photos again, and I forgot that I had pics from Cafe Stella! We closed out Christmas vacation with late Sunday brunch at Cafe Stella. I guess the late bird gets no eggs, because they had run out of eggs by the time we'd gotten there, much to my chagrin. But they did have this splendorous portabello open-faced sandwich topped with mozarella, pesto, and a stewed tomato. While D had a cheesy delicious croque monsieur.One of the best parts of this meal was that we were able to wash the food down with coffees brewed next door at Intelligentsia and delivered directly to the table. Hubba Hubbbaaaa.If not for the food, Cafe Stella wins purely for its rustic Parisian ambience. Hidden from street view, the strands of lights that halo the quaint cluster of shaded tables make for a romantic meal any time of day. They have an adorable bar too, which I'll need to check out one of these evenings for a glass of vino.