Everyday that my father lived with me (the last year of his life) he would wake up
and insist on going to breakfast at the New Haven Coney Island and almost every
day we would be there. It's been 8 years and I still get choked up remembering
our fond times. This restaurant is like a greasy spoon but they really do serve
yummy breakfasts. Everyone, including the waitresses and cooks are just really
good people who go out of their way to please the customers. What I wouldn't
give to go there one more time with my dad.