During the weekday breakfast rush, nearly every open food establishment in the city turns into essentially same thing:
A grill, that does some combination of egg sandwiches, omelets, pancakes and french toast; an oatmeal bar; a bakery case with pastries, bagels, croissants; and a refrigerated case with yogurt parfaits, fresh-squeezed juice, etc.
I’m getting a little tired of it. So to find an egg sandwich on an English muffin — as rather than a croissant, roll, or toast — at Teleon Cafe ($3.35) that I punched my fist into the air and shouted, “Yeesss!!”
Okay, I did not do that. But I was secretly very pleased with my discovery. Except that, well, it tastes pretty much like an egg, bacon, cheese and tomato sandwich. The English muffin was not different enough to actually be different.
I need to find a really good bagel shop in Midtown, the kind where once a week or a couple times a month I upgrade and get a really fresh bagel piled high with cream cheese, lox, red onion, capers; squeezed with lemon … like they serve at Murray’s, or Zucker’s. The English muffin is definitely just a band-aid to this issue (and not a very good one at that).