There are diners in the city, but we rarely go to them. Like reading People Magazine in the nail parlor, some things are place-specific.
So we head to the diner our first morning on Long Island
and eat all sorts of cool bad stuff with butter and bacon and syrup.
Munday's is all decked out for the 4th of July still
all glittery.
The serious breakfasters sit at the bar.
