I went to My Vice this morning after reading this. Big mistake. I may never eat brunch anywhere else now. Outdoor patio was open and airy enough to feel safe, but enclosed enough that there were no drips when the rain started. Individual table heaters overhead did a very respectable job of keeping me warm. The food though. The. Food. I had the special, which was braised beef, potatoes, kale and poached eggs with hollandaise. I was expecting pretty standard brunch fare, but I was wrong. It was winter on a plate. Deliciously seasoned and flavorful in every bite, warm, cozy and filling. I got the house made hot sauce on the side and barely even used it, the dish tasted so good on its own. The biscuit was a spot on mix between crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside. I may go back for dinner. I may move in.