Halcyon is defined as denoting "a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful," so one might describe their childhood as halcyon, or a summer spent touring the English countryside, or that time when one's stomach capacity seemed as infinite as the burrito it was responsible for digesting. Those honeyed, halcyon, burrito-filled days.
Should you opt for the latter, you will find that in keeping with their coffee-house core, orders at Halcyon are placed either at or near the bar and are then delivered to your self-chosen table. This service structure could pose a problem to the indecisive, who might find the line coming to its end without important decisions – such as which mimosa to choose – having been made. But fret not, dear irresolute readers, for Halcyon offers mimosa flights (four novelty mimosas for $12), so you can have your chili-mango and your cardamom pear, too.
The menu stretches its coffee-house core muscles with the likes of chicken and waffles ($12), egg skillets ($8-10), pancakes ($8-12) and other made-to-order items. There are a few more health-conscious options as well, like an acai bowl ($11) and avocado toast ($14), both of which come with a side of yoga pants.
With four Benedicts on the menu, we opted for one that has become as ubiquitous as the Canadian bacon/English muffin variety from whence all subsequent Benedicts were conceived. With fried chicken, white gravy and a buttermilk biscuit, the Country Style Benny ($12) should be the kind of dish that brims with over-the-top-flavor and threatens waistbands everywhere. What arrived was under-salted chicken, an oddly sweet, gummy biscuit and tepid gravy. The overall effect was dull indeed, for even the accompanying hot sauce and fried egg could not save the dish from C-SPAN levels of yawn.
From all appearances, Halcyon is ready to be the place where fond memories are made. A place where respite is found, where work is done amidst chatter and indie music – a true local coffee house. But if it wants to carve out a similar place for itself in the discerning, vodka-soaked hearts of Dallas brunchers, it has some work to do.
Halcyon, 2900 Greenville Ave.