Where to begin? Well, I've been there twice. The Irishman has been there a few times. It's the closest place to get inexpensive breakfast and that is absolutely 100% the only reason why we go there. Although after our last experience, I vowed that I will never return, although it hasn't poisoned us yet and it's hard to conceive of walking further than around the corner when one is hungover.
If you do go there, order from the specials on the menu. We don't because we're cheap and I don't do pork. Last weekend, the waitress we ordered from wrote the first letter of each word for what we wanted (*note that beans, bacon, bubble, black coffee all start with the same letter) and then proceeded to confuse my order for beans with bacon (which I have not eaten in 15 years). When I pointed this out to her (immediately as she set the plate in front of me), she shrugged at me. That was it. No beans for me and I was left staring at pig carcass.
The atmosphere is what you would expect, dingy diner, with the additional gross factor of friends of the staff coming in and smoking, half in the door, while holding the door open with negative temperatures outside. Gross.
The food is passable. The home fries and coffee are particularly notable for being decent.
And they show football on the TV's, which the Irishman appreciates. read more