“People who don’t think they need therapy are more screwed-up than we are.” Just a bit of breakfast wisdom from a volubly friendly waitress during a recent visit to Calamity Jane’s. Despite its name, its decor goes light on the Wild West kitschabilia, preferring to fill the goldenrod-yellow walls of the sunny, creaky main room with local art. The back courtyard, a green oasis with a trickling fountain, feels like a different restaurant, but of course they both offer the same sumptuous breakfasts. Highlights: a jumbo-burrito-size seafood omelet stuffed fat with shrimp and crab, and the “Green Eggs and Ham” scramble, a scrumptious pile of asparagus, mushrooms, avocado, chives, ham, and Sage Derby cheese. Jane’s is one of the main reasons everyone loves Georgetown. GAVIN BORCHERT 5701 Airport Way S., 763-3040, calamityjanes.biz