text: I believe that context is really the deciding factor in experiencing a place like Princesses. Located about 15 minutes outside of the downtown core of Montreal, near Olympic stadium, Princesses is a greasy spoon style diner that has one unique specialty; two words that are all it takes for my interest to be piqued: \"Topless Breakfast\". Seems hilarious, right?\n\nIt's an interesting juxtaposition to say the least. We went just after noon on a Sunday, hungry for our first meal of the day and we were greeted by 3 Waitresses that were, as advertised, topless. There was also one fully dressed man who had a commanding presence and quite the leer about him. I suppose his stink eye is to keep potential trouble makers in check, but still, it's hard to enjoy your eggs and get an eyefull of the scenery when you're getting an eyefull of your own from someone else.\n\nThis is where context comes into play - It was a lot of nudity for that early in the morning. I was hungry and totally sober, so it was pretty strange. Add to that, the fact that it was the capper to a 3 day weekend celebrating my friend Daniel's last days of Bachlordom. If we had gone to Princesses first thing, I'm sure we could have sat their giggling and pointing like school children when their teacher tells them about puberty, but that late into the weekend, so much had already been seen and done and been done to us, We had sort of been desensitized to it. It was more or less business as usual at our breakfast table. Giddy giggling and knowning glances were replaced with aloof requests for more ketchup. It's sort of like if you had been wearing X-Ray Spex all weekend, after a while you'd just order your coffee refill and not even bat an eye at someones junk as they give it to you.\n\nThe food itself was passable diner fare. As tasty as they looked, I opted out of the traditional breakfast, and had a burger, which was good, but nothing exceptional. Service was decent, the waitresses were friendly and Coffee was refilled semi-regularly. Also, to Princesses credit, I was impressed that one of our waitresses was still working there despite being visibly pregnant (if, by some chance, she's reading this, and by another chance and isn't actually pregnant - then I am really, really, totally fucking sorry). I don't imagine that would happen at many other establishments where toplessness was a requirement.\n\nOverall Princesses was a one of a kind experience. A better name for it might be \"Emperor's new diner\" (or maybe just \"The Emperor's\") because nobody seemed to even acknowledge the toplessness. It reminded me of the Toronto-Produced \"Naked News\" that made a splash on the internet a few years ago. Theres nudity, but once you're there it's not at all the focus. So, if it's the morning and you've got a rumble in your tummy and a hankering for some present albeit understated nudity, this is your spot.