A little bit neighborhood diner, a little bit welcoming café, Brooklyn Label is serious about breakfast. During packed weekend brunches, the communal counter attracts good-looking, just-rolled-off-the-futon types, who sip velvety honey cardamom cappuccinos ($2.75) and iced French sodas ($2.50) topped with whipped cream, suggesting a modern-day version of yesteryear's convivial drugstore hangouts. Those waiting to score a table console themselves by filling up on free cups of Raven's Brew coffee and ogling the baked goods from Balthazar. Although the short menu is far from adventurous, its simplicity is stellar. French toast ($7), made with thick slices of fresh challah from neighborhood bakery Warsaw, gets slathered in cranberry-pecan butter. Savory palates looking for something more exciting than a three-egg omelet will gravitate toward a mess of curried tofu cubes and crispy potatoes baked with provolone and salsa ($7.50). Dense homemade sausage patties ($3), resembling mini-hamburgers, are almost a meal. During the week, early birds can conduct breakfast meetings over stacks of "from scratch" waffles, while lunchtime and twilight noshers find salvation in tuna melts and Tempeh Reubens. Look out for a smattering of dinner specials: They're paving the way for a full-fledged evening menu. Alia Akkam