So many Benedicts, so many disappointments. There's a lot of overcooked egg and congealed hollandaise and paper-thin ham and ponderous muffin in this cholesterol-rich city, so much that we were ready to shed a quiet tear for the late, great Meetinghouse. Fortunately, this bayside temple to great morning munching comes through with a splendid Benedict. The English muffins that form the base are freshly baked from scratch. The ham on top is rich with character. The hollandaise is smooth and spiked with lemon, and when you sink your fork into the poached egg, the warm yolk erupts and blends with the sauce into an unholy delight. To tide you over until the eggs arrive, a waiter places a basket of freshly baked scones and miniature muffins before you.