One of the few, and probably last, truly 24-hour greasyspoon diners in the city, and still with the same formica counter that graced the place when your grandfather had his morning coffee there. It's not classy but it's classic, not cuisine but it has character. And when you're hammered at 3am, there's nothing quite like a plate of hot eggs, toast, and coffee under fluorescent lighting to wake you up pleasantly.