Breakfast in New York City

We have arrived in New York City for a harsh ice knife to the face. I was looking forward to the always good meals to be had here. Instead, I got my first bad meal in the city ever. This fancy ass place put the worst plate of breakfast ever set down in front of me in the history of eating. Well, not as bad as some Euro crap I've had to endure, but still. Eggs runny as a marathon, bacon rubbery like a fat tire, and a tasteless square of smashed up potatoes. So, I basically had that bread for breakfast.