Atop the restaurant, four spotlights illuminate the Highland Morning sign like a painting in a museum. Inside, black-and-white photographs speckle the walls like the dollops of whipped cream that festoon the shop’s waffles. Diners wander in, lured by the front windows, where etched glass spells out “breakfast done right,” even when lightly fogged by the steam from biscuits and gravy and pepper jack–stuffed omelets. Stacked pancakes and waffles lounge in toppings such as Nutella, cinnamon, and maple syrup. After two-handing a half-pound burger, diners retreat to an outdoor table for organic coffee, ready to take on hectic days at the office or chaperone bulls touring fire-truck factories.