George’s Diner, on Coney Island Avenue, has been around for over sixty years. In a city where restaurants come and go on a seeming daily basis, it’s worth taking a moment to celebrate the long-timers. I’ve passed by this 24-hour diner dozens of times on my way to Brighton Beach, but until last weekend I had never eaten there.
I got my standard diner order: pancakes, with two scrambled eggs on the side. There was nothing particularly special or exciting about the meal, but it was hard not to imagine how different Brooklyn was 60 years ago. As I ate I watched families come in for their Sunday breakfast, and I realized that maybe some things haven’t changed so much after all.
George’s Diner — 753 Coney Island Ave