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If there's one thing that stirs my red, white, and blue bones, it's the effete and unmanly breakfasts I see served here in decadent Manhattan. Scones? Roasted potatoes? Chicken sausage? I'd rather than feed on gruel than pollute my body with such toxins. Here's where you can get a REAL breakfast in NYC.
A classic old-school diner so removed from modern Manhattan that it doesn't even know it's retro. Go immediately.
It looks like a movie set, and there are few enough old-time diners left in Manhattan that it could well be one -- but this Tribeca standby is the real deal. Coffee? A burger? Spinach and cheese pie? You name it, they have it.
A somewhat iconic Village diner, the Waverly is actually much better than most people believe. The breakfast is among the best in town.
I don't mean to sound stuck-up, but pay no attention to what anybody here says about the Carnegie Deli. One guy complains because he didn't like the macaroni and cheese (!) and other because it's too touristy. Here the deal: the Carnegie Deli IS touristy. It IS expensive. You are not coddled by the wait staff. But it is the Federal Reserve of deli. You go in and order a juicy pastrami (code for fatty) and you will get greatness, every time, and in copious amounts. Don't get combination sandwiches, which are ludicrous, and don't get macaroni and cheese. Get pastrami sandwiches and extra bread. Eat. Take some home or share. And then thank your lucky stars that this place exists.
The best option for breakfast, and maybe even lunch, in this part of town. Just a quality operation with great food and excellent service. Given how few options there are it's a lot better than it has to be.
An outrageously good old-time diner hidden away in Queens, Stop Inn demands that you do so -- if only for the hash browns.
Conceived originally as a shrine to the perfect country breakfast, Egg may have the best one in New York -- thanks especially to its fabulous biscuits. The dinner is pretty damn good too.
The world's largest menu, served by the world's grumpiest man, Shopsins is a New York legend, and the food actually lives up to the myth. Kenny Shopsin is actually as hostile as everyone says, but he is a true master of American vernacular cooking, and his menu is truly staggering: there are nearly 800 items on it, and practically every one is good.
Studiedly casual, and with a menu that could best be described as high lardcore, Peels is an oasis of southern food with a real downtown vibe. It gets busy at night but for breakfast or lunch it's a great place to meet or just unwind.
Tiny, battered, and quaint to the Nth degree, this West Village diner never seems to change. Which is a good thing.
