They say it’s breakfast, right? Well, when in New York get some time on your side; and I dont mean the famous Times Square. From there take one block over and 12 down on the grid, which brings you to the New Yorker on the corner of 34 Street and 8th Avenue…
Tucked away in the very corner you find time is ticking for the start of the day…
Step aside Starbucks! You’re now experiencing a slice of Americana, in an authentic diner.
But beware, the menu involves reading a book; and for that, time is not really on your side.
So, I will offer you a brief taster, with a Denver Omlet of ham, onions and green peppers, hash browns and a side of toast…
One of my readers reminisces over the Eggs Benedict, but I take a rain check (during an unseasonal heatwave). Instead, maybe you have heard of the famous American breakfast of blueberry pancakes (with a side of atherosclerosis!)…
Until we speak again, I assure you I am not an American; these were consumed on separate days. And in any case, there is the clear consistency of self-deception, as I convince myself fresh strawberries and an orange juice make any breakfast healthy.
JUNO's VIEW 
Yeah go for it. Looks great, hope you could afford the tip. In the old days there was a tip suggestion notice with I think three levels of satisfaction. Still like the look of the hotel.
Hi Alan, they still put three levels of tip at 10%, 15% and 20%. Just transferred from NY to NO last night!
Was that a “ticking time-bomb” as you await a cardiac episode? Love the name Tick Tock.