Little logic quiz for you today.
If breakfast is the most important meal of the day, then:
A) I should be able to have it all day, every day.
B) I want to be able to fashion the greatest egg-and-cheese sandwich ever fashioned.
C) Homemade chipotle-bourbon ketchup will be on it.
D) Please just show me some indecent breakfast photos now.
... Wow, that really went off the rails.
Blame Egg Shop—it’s a bright little Nolita diner where some glorious breakfast achievements are happening all day long. It’s open now.
So let’s just show you what you’re tragically not eating at this second...
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/e1dea4606ef1b34d8d6059f41e05f919.jpg?v=106227e6ccb0bfc71389ff0452356109)
That, ladies and gents, is an egg salad sandwich with a topping (yes, a topping) of buttermilk fried chicken.
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/8c272465c3aca1017a591c9c3c7de2fe.jpg)
The Beast: Pulled-pork carnitas on a French hero with a sunny-side up.
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/ac0986960f2227aaa1a1ccef1b51b4a5.jpg?v=c41aa73266f0a46b25fd1ad5d64c671a)
Pepper Boy: Serrano ham, gruyère, other stuff. No idea what that is it’s inside of. In fact, here’s the whole menu.
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/7b3f7719723792e8b52a7164b11df8b8.jpg)
Did we mention they’ve got cocktails and a bar and are open until 1am on weekends?
Consider it mentioned.
If breakfast is the most important meal of the day, then:
A) I should be able to have it all day, every day.
B) I want to be able to fashion the greatest egg-and-cheese sandwich ever fashioned.
C) Homemade chipotle-bourbon ketchup will be on it.
D) Please just show me some indecent breakfast photos now.
... Wow, that really went off the rails.
Blame Egg Shop—it’s a bright little Nolita diner where some glorious breakfast achievements are happening all day long. It’s open now.
So let’s just show you what you’re tragically not eating at this second...
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/e1dea4606ef1b34d8d6059f41e05f919.jpg?v=106227e6ccb0bfc71389ff0452356109)
That, ladies and gents, is an egg salad sandwich with a topping (yes, a topping) of buttermilk fried chicken.
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/8c272465c3aca1017a591c9c3c7de2fe.jpg)
The Beast: Pulled-pork carnitas on a French hero with a sunny-side up.
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/ac0986960f2227aaa1a1ccef1b51b4a5.jpg?v=c41aa73266f0a46b25fd1ad5d64c671a)
Pepper Boy: Serrano ham, gruyère, other stuff. No idea what that is it’s inside of. In fact, here’s the whole menu.
![](https://static.urbandaddy.com/uploads/assets/image/articles/standard/7b3f7719723792e8b52a7164b11df8b8.jpg)
Did we mention they’ve got cocktails and a bar and are open until 1am on weekends?
Consider it mentioned.