If you ever go to see wrestling at the convention center and get way more shimmed up then you planned, you're going to need to put something in your belly the next morning before the hour long drive home. We headed into the swanky side of Asbury Park to find coffee and food. We drove right by it and stopped a gay dude walking his dog and asked him where the spot was for breakfast in the AP. He pointed us down three doors to DJ's Delight.
Now, I don't know if Asbury Park has a big gay community but this place had two big ole rainbow flags flying out front. If you're one of those types that is full of hate and can't appreciate two people finding each other to get through this whacky world together because they both have the same set up downstairs, then don't eat here. But once you're inside its not gay at all.
You go into a deli area where deli type things are happening. The nice man with his dog was now inside and told us to walk through a door towards the back. We came upon a little grocery area. My man, we need coffee and grease. We don't need cleaning supplies and crackers. He kindly told us to go a little further til we emerged in a nice little dining room. From the looks of it, we thought we were about to eat a $22 breakfast. Then the lovely server brought us some menus and we saw it was priced nicely. Time to fix our hangovers.
After about 2 seconds of reading the menu for the right weapon of choice to help us combat our poor decisions from the night before, we both noticed the Gut Buster. It's a bacon, egg, sausage and cheese. But whoa whoa whoa, that's not it. They throw on a friggin hash brown patty thing. Sweet mother of greasy hangover helper. This thing means business. It was the perfect combination of all our farm yard friends putting together their time and resources to help us in our time of need. Some even gave their lives. RIP and thank you. The home fries were also seasoned nicely and had the slightest kick to them. The only down side was the orange juice was freshly squeezed from a carton. I half thought this place might have had someone in the back squeezing oranges for my vitamin C pleasures. I think the 2 sandwiches, 2 coffees, 2 orders of hash browns, and a nice glass of OJ came to like $24. Hell, at that point it could have been &1,000,000 and I wouldn't have cared.
On the way out I hit up a to go coffee for the ride. Careful!!! Those containers keep the coffee at about 600 degrees. I'm sure someone on here probably would have deducted a star point for that. Probably the person that said the owner wouldn't make the toast she ordered and threw her plate in the garbage and threatened to call the cops. I find that to be really far from the truth. And if it did happen, she probably left out the side of the story where she was acting a complete asshat of a fool over some toast.
In conclusion, eat here! read more