Roxy Luncheonette

Down on John Street, between Broadway and Nassau, there's a little hole in the wall called the Roxy. It's one of those survivors, a greasy spoon that has somehow managed to elude the wrecking ball that's been crumbling the Financial District and the whole city.



It's got everything a luncheonette should have: chrome swivel stools, a quilted stainless steel backsplash, and good egg creams.



We can add this one to the egg cream collection: foamy, creamy, multilayered goodness.



A few more luncheonettes (most of them vanished):
Moisha's Luncheonette
Chez Brigitte
Cup & Saucer
Eisenberg's
Grand Luncheonette

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