My boyfriend and I stayed here for a few nights in August while in Newfoundland for a friend's wedding and our first vacation together. We basically chose the Roses for its price, location and "homey-feel". I was a bit worried at the start because when we arrived we were told that our room was not there at the main location but in one of their other properties down the street. I thought that they could have communicated that detail by email prior to our arrival --but I am a pretty tolerant person and it was my first day of vacation so I decided to let it go and see what happened. The staff gave us cab fare and called one for us, since we couldn't walk with all our luggage and our cab from the airport had already left! This was the only glitch or issue with the whole experience though. The room we had was a 5 minute walk from the main location, in a converted typical St. John's rowhouse. The main level had a full kitchen, great if you were staying for a while (maybe you could rent the whole place out?). There were only 2 rooms in this building, ours was on the second level and another on the third. The room: a decent size (the whole floor of the building), furnished with old (read squeaky) furniture and very cosy/traditional overall without being cutesy. The bedroom was separated from the living area by sliding doors, a nice touch for those who may like to stay up & watch tv without disturbing anyone. Without really seeing what the rooms in the main location were like, I would certainly ask for this one again because it did give a certain amount of privacy & freedom. As for breakfast: I would say it's not the best I've ever had but the entertainment is certainly worthwhile. The eating area is on the top floor of the main location, with a great view of the harbour and the city. The food was fine--nothing fancy, not the full or buffet breakfast some may expect. We had berry pancakes one day and eggs, bacon & toast the next, enough to get us up Signal Hill! However the atmosphere was the best part: everyone sitting around a big table, chatting and telling stories while being served by someone who should be considered one of St. John's gems (Patsy?). She will put a smile on your face to start the day in typical Newfoundland fashion: she's friendly, joking, self-deprecating, teasing, helpful and I'm sure a force to be reckoned with. I pity the poor soul who stole her purse if she ever gets her hands on them.