Nancy and Ken's Epic Empty Nest Travel Adventure Part One

Ken is still sleeping and I am eating a mushroom and swiss omelet at the Greek diner downstairs. On Broadway. We ate the best Greek food I have ever had last night. The braised lamb shank, one of my favorite foods was meltingly tender.

East Coast potatoes:
So when you go out for breakfast in the NYC/NJ area, you get home fried potatoes with your eggs. They are made from previously boiled potatoes. They have tiny diced peppers and onions and plenty of fat. The potatoes sit on the griddle for a long time so that they come to the table with a deep brown crust. I love them. West coast breakfast potatoes, those separate dice of crispy, but otherwise unadorned potatoes are good, too. But east coast homefries are the spuds of my dreams. They are judged carefully by diners, and restaurants build reputations upon them. This first morning in Manhattan, I am enjoying them thoroughly.