The Hurricane is. It's a dark and cool respite from the mean streets of the city. Here is a dark, safe place for you to hide in a big cushy black booth and recover. They will feed you a perfectly good breakfast at 5 PM or 6AM - OR!! 3:47AM and bring you alcohol in any form you request. All without being judgemental or disdainful. This place is the mother everyone wishes they had. The bathrooms could be more appealing- Mom's a little off her game on that front. Whether I wake up in a bit of a fog or I never passed out at all, the Hurricane is the place I head to recover. A solid eggs benedict and stout Cape Cod can cover a lot of sins and this is one-stop shopping among like-minded peers. I love it deeply.
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