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Um, you can like pick bagels at this place. They serve eggs and stuff, and the occasional plate of lox. Midtowners line up for breakfast and attempt to figure out how the hell the line is supposed to move while assholes on mobile phones sip lattes and ignore the pleas of others to stop blocking the white fish counter. Sounds fun, doesn’t it? Damn yuppie masochists will do anything to stuff their faces with 600 calories of dough and cheese made into cream. Don’t come here on the weekend unless you have your hair in a ponytail and those sweatpants that make a shooshing sound when you walk. [MF]
200 W 57th St.
212/957-5151