A local neighborhood deli that operates in the wee hours 24/7 of the morning prior to the sun's awakening hour. This deli sits directly under the J and Z trains on Jamaica Avenue. It gets the job done for quick life's fixes as one pint of Häagen-Dazs ice cream and a roll of bread. Do not expect anything beyond getting superior service nor last minute emergency women's hygiene or aspirin for a raging headache as I was unable to attain any from here on separate visits.
Rehabilitation begins not at the scene of errors, but some other distant place I'm not yet prepared to go to. Today's rehab comes in the form of avoiding my arch nemesis, the bacon egg and cheese breakfast sandwich. OK, one last fix.
If I could stencil the back half of the delis on Jamaica Ave and place it seven paces in from the stores front door, the differences are few, its what's in front that matters.
After a aloof reception to my order by the grill man, my wishful hopes tanked hard. No chance of redemption, a busted up BE&C and a waste of money. At check out, a mere 180 degrees from my position, the price was 4.50 (with a large coffee and a banana) , I had 4.00 and a 20.00 in cash. The owner waved off the 20.00 and took my 4.00 with a smile. The bacon was endless, it was more than I've EVER had on any bacon inclusive menu item, it was close to too much. That totally deserves another half star, bringing my three and a half star rating to a four.
A local neighborhood deli that operates in the wee hours 24/7 of the morning prior to the sun's awakening hour. This deli sits directly under the J and Z trains on Jamaica Avenue. It gets the job done for quick life's fixes as one pint of Häagen-Dazs ice cream and a roll of bread. Do not expect anything beyond getting superior service nor last minute emergency women's hygiene or aspirin for a raging headache as I was unable to attain any from here on separate visits.
Good guy = a so-so dude!
Rehabilitation begins not at the scene of errors, but some other distant place I'm not yet prepared to go to. Today's rehab comes in the form of avoiding my arch nemesis, the bacon egg and cheese breakfast sandwich. OK, one last fix.
If I could stencil the back half of the delis on Jamaica Ave and place it seven paces in from the stores front door, the differences are few, its what's in front that matters.
After a aloof reception to my order by the grill man, my wishful hopes tanked hard. No chance of redemption, a busted up BE&C and a waste of money. At check out, a mere 180 degrees from my position, the price was 4.50 (with a large coffee and a banana) , I had 4.00 and a 20.00 in cash. The owner waved off the 20.00 and took my 4.00 with a smile. The bacon was endless, it was more than I've EVER had on any bacon inclusive menu item, it was close to too much.
That totally deserves another half star, bringing my three and a half star rating to a four.