
There are a couple of other diners spread out in DC (though very heavily in the far NW). Then there are the ubiquitous cafés to pick up a bagel, croissant, or a bacon, egg, and cheese (more on those later). Finally, you’ll sometimes find yourself out for brunch and find an occasional breakfast gem on a menu—think eggs Chesapeake at Old Ebbitt. But, on the whole you’re going to have a devil of a time to find a monte cristo (pictured above) or a heaping plate of waffles.
There’s almost never a time that you’ll stop by The Diner and be seated immediately. Expect to wait at least 10 minutes, but the prompt service will compensate for the wait. It’s not surprising to find food on your table in less time than you’ve been standing in line. The customer service is not going to win awards, and the atmosphere is loud of bustling; but, you don’t go to The Diner because of its three Michelin Stars, you go because you’re hungry for delicious, terrible-for-you food.
The last time I stopped by The Diner I had a monte cristo with home fries and a bloody mary on the side. The home fries were cooking thoroughly, but remained crisp. The monte cristo was everything you’d expect. The bloody had Old Bay on its rim, and everything was consumed without hesitation.
If you’re looking to pick up some tasty treats on the weekend and aren’t in the mood for CoCo Sala or Old Ebbitt’s take a trip to AdMo and get some good, greasy fare. It’s hard to go wrong.
2453 18th St., NW
Adams Morgan
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