August First — Restaurant in Burlington

August First is an absolute gem in the world of breakfast spots! From the moment you step through the door, you're greeted with the most delightful aromas wafting from the kitchen, promising a culinary experience you won't soon forget.

The ambiance is warm and inviting, with a charming rustic feel that sets the perfect tone for a leisurely morning meal. But what truly sets August First apart is the exceptional service, particularly from the man at the cashier.

His warm smile and genuine enthusiasm for what he does are infectious, making you feel like an old friend from the moment you approach the counter. Not only is he efficient and attentive, but he also goes above and beyond to ensure that every customer leaves with a smile on their face.

His recommendations are spot-on, reflecting a deep knowledge and passion for the menu offerings. Whether you're a regular or a first-time visitor, he treats everyone with the same level of care and hospitality, creating a welcoming atmosphere that keeps you coming back for more.

The food itself is nothing short of spectacular. From freshly baked pastries to hearty breakfast sandwiches, each dish is crafted with care using the finest ingredients. Every bite is a symphony of flavors, leaving your taste buds dancing with delight.

Overall, August First is a must-visit for anyone in search of a memorable breakfast experience. And with the added bonus of the coolest man at the cashier, it's sure to become your new favorite spot in town. Don't just take my word for it—stop by and see...

I am from out of town and decided to drive around searching for a cafe to sit down and start on my homework. So then I ordered a latte and asked for the wifi password. The young man told me that it was a laptop free cafe but offered me additional locations that provided wifi after mentioning I was not a local. A young lady even offered to pour my coffee from the mug into the to-go cup after I found out about the laptop-free culture since I had homework that needed to be completed. Customer Service- 5 stars

Kansas City has some very hipster coffee shops, but the looks of this one is very amazing. From the outside, there were chairs and places to sit-down at. It was very inviting and beautiful. It has a nice neighborhood feel to it. There is even free parking on the opposite side and it was very close to downtown (I drove around the entire downtown area in search of free parking spots for at least 20 minutes). Hint for non-locals. The inside was brilliantly laid out. So much seating was available and I have never been to a place that offered so many kinds of beautiful breads and pastries. I felt like I hit the jackpot of all. Atmosphere 5/5

The latte was a 4/5 stars. It was really milky-tasting and not much coffee-like, but it may be my own fault for ordering sit-down instead of to-go and the transfers between cups. But I definitely recommend locals & non-locals to give this place a shot. Locally owned, great atmosphere, and an abundance of different...

If you’re not a fool, you’ll throw all your money at this place. Breakfast: maple biscuit toasted with jam. Lunch: maple biscuit toasted with jam. Dinner (if you eat before 4pm): maple biscuit toasted with jam.

I was once a young fool, purchasing inferior baked goods from other places around town. Then, one day I saw the light. It was the flakiest croissant I have ever consumed. It was like experiencing birth, life, and death all in one club-sized pastry. I rejoiced as the buttery layers awoke something inside me- like the embrace of a long departed grandmother. The carbonaceous chyme gave my day purpose and nearly doubled my productivity. I mourned the loss of each flake that eluded my lips and made its way to the unforgiving sidewalk.

Thoreau once stated: “He who distinguishes the true savor of his food can never be a glutton; he who does not cannot be otherwise.”

I’ve know grade-A gluttons that have been thrashed by the humbling flavor profiles of these baked goods. You will find yourself reflecting on moments from your childhood as you taste innocence, joy, and curiosity for the first time in your life. You will find yourself taking 30 minutes to eat and experience a pasty that might usually be inhaled in 12.9 seconds (if it’s of the grocery store bakery breed). You will learn to discover the true savor of food.

The birds that post up outside the shop, vacuuming up any crumbs, know what’s up. Listen to them. Listen to me. Listen to your gut. Go to...