Terin C.
Yelp
The morning we went here, we had tried every other breakfast place in the area first. We tried Toast, but the wait was going to be at least 45 minutes, and then we tried a place that I think was called "The Fly Trap", and the wait for that was 20. We probably would have waited for that one, except there was a man also waiting there with his wife and ten children, who was very unhappy and very rude. I'm writing this here in the hopes that he reads this next paragraph. This is meant only for him, though you are welcomed to read it if you wish.
Dear Angry Man at The Fly Trap: You needn't be so angry. I'm sorry you hate your children and your life, but please do not project your bitterness and disappointment on to strangers whom are now forever going to think of you as "Angry Man at The Fly Trap". I can see your face as you rudely boss me around as to where I am allowed to stand, and all I can think is... poor guy. Poor, angry, guy. Calm down, and tell your sweet children to be quiet. Have a drink later if you must, but be polite in public. Thank you.
Hambo Coney Island was where we retreated to when faced with the bitter cold and hunger that was overtaking us. They took us in, offered us seats right away, and fed us promptly. I ordered pancakes and hash browns, both of which were nothing to complain about. The pancakes were standard, but the hash browns were really good. I think. I liked them a lot, anyway. Everyone else seemed relatively content with the food they ordered as well. No one was overly impressed, but neither was anyone disappointed. I was perfectly happy with my meal, and I'm assured that this place has "boss mode" french fries. I didn't try them, but everyone else at the table seemed duly awed.
So, you're not going to get a five star meal here, no, but the fries and hash browns are good, and the server was nice and quick.
Even if you don't like the food here, at least you're not Angry Man from The Fly Trap. That's a victory any day of the week.
(P.S. My boyfriend was facing the street when he asked the question, "So... is hockey a big thing here?"... He didn't realize what was plastered on the walls behind him, but everyone else got a good laugh about it.)