a blog with cultural bulimia.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Egg in Williamsburg.

At Egg, a sliver of an operation in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, somebody loves breakfast. That is clear, and it's just as clear that it's an outside job. New Yorkers don't love breakfast. They barely tolerate it, except when it's called brunch. Then they stand in the rain for an hour waiting to eat somebody's poor excuse for eggs Benedict. But breakfast? That's what you drink on the subway, or buy from a cart on the way to the office. New York Times

Egg, 135 North Fifth Street, Williamsburg, Brooklyn, (718) 302-5151. Breakfast, 7 a.m. to noon Monday through Friday, 8 a.m. to noon Saturday and Sunday.
My first time in Williamsburg: Randy suggested we had breakfast there and explored it. We ended up walking the waterfront, along the Navy Yard, all the way to Dumbo. From there we took the water-taxi to Chelsea and ended our trip at Aperture - a fullfilling afternoon, as he said.