Today, eight of us gals spent a gorgeous, sunny Saturday in the West Village eating and chatting over a delicious brunch at Agave.

Smooth adobe walls, spruce-fir-latticed ceilings and flickering candles help create the stylishly relaxed vibe. Sit by the tall front windows watching West Village strollers, or settle into the warm, spacious back dining room. An informed, friendly staff takes care of newcomers and the slew of Agave addicts alike.

Two in our group ordered the Silver Dollar Blueberry Pancakes which were filled with a lemon-mint cream cheese and topped with fresh berries. Another two ordered the Cinnamon Brioche French Toast (slices the size of small trees) served with Vermont maple syrup and strawberries. The rest of us had one of the egg dishes offered by Agave: the Traditional Eggs Benedict with Serrano ham or the Three Egg Omelette made with a choice of sweet peppers, poblanos, onions, cheese, fine herbs, spinach, smoked bacon, mushrooms, ham, sour cream or chorizo.

Losing track of time didn’t bother the waitstaff as it might in so many of the other fine New York eateries. Instead, our server (smart guy) offered up a fancy dessert menu which consisted of a well-portioned and creamy cheesecake on an almond graham cracker crust with guava sauce, sopapillos (crispy flour tortillas) with vanilla ice cream and a generous drizzling of dulce de leche, a selection of seasonal sorbetti (in our case, strawberry-cranberry, pear, and guava), and a molten center chocolate cake served with a giant scoop of banana praline ice cream.

All in all, we spent nearly four hours in this establishment and, aside from the two times our waiter forgot to bring another round of mimosas and coffee, were well taken care of. We left with happiness in our bellies and smiles on our faces…the way every day should be.