Purists, beware -- the stuffed French toast at Café Maison is more like a French toast sandwich. Walnuts and Granny Smith apple slices piled between two slices of cinnamon-raisin bread, then covered in butter and maple syrup, make for a crunchy, fruity breakfast experience. It's about as far from down-home, deep-fried French toast as a Midwesterner can get -- but that's sort of the point of going to Café Maison. With its quaint, Gallic décor, the tiny bistro feels to us like something right out of the French countryside (despite its location next to a Blockbuster). Café Maison is popular for Sunday brunch (10 a.m. to 2 p.m.), when a bountiful harvest of fruits, vegetables, quiches, pastries, tortes and other exquisitely prepared delicacies spills out across a bar. Ordering off the menu, though, we give Café Maison the nod for best French toast because eating it here just feels so ... French.