2 stars (out of 5)
Yearning for the days that you could eat your breakfast with a side of tobacco smoke? Yearn no more. The proprietor (and/or some of his friends) stand on the sidewalk right outside the open doorway and smoke in between orders.
Ooops, is that the ready bell? The server has figured out a way to come back in to serve the order while still allowing smoke to waft into the restaurant (see photo).
Anyway, my 2 eggs over easy, home fries and toast were fine, the coffee was substandard diner fare, and the chocolate milkshake (oy!) was not great. It had a texturizer-y mouth feel. Table-mates claimed the bacon was pretty good.
No need to rush back.