We set out for breakfast and a walk in Lambertville today. E had discovered a restaurant online that sounded good and had the added bonus of keeping her frequent flier account alive. Long story short, we couldn't find it! So we took our walk around Lambertville, looking for alternatives, then over the bridge to the New Hope side. Nothing but Eggs Benedict (not desired) and $15 omelettes were available. Back and forth constituted a decent walk, so, after ensuring that the ducks on the canal were OK, we were back in the car and headed south.
We ended up turning into the parking lot at the flea market that runs year around, the Golden Nuggest Antique Market.
In there we found an unlikely looking place called the Chicken Dog Family Diner. It was open and people were in there, so we joined them (we were pretty hungry by then). The food turned out to be quite good. E always says that breakfast is the same everywhere, but I don't agree. The home fries here were made as they should be, fresh potatoes fried in butter until they have a crispy crust. The eggs were tasty, as was the sausage. The coffee was also good. The place seems to have a following; it was busy the whole time we were inside.
Afterwards we wandered around the flea market, inspecting "One man's trash is another man's treasure."
There is an occasional bit of worthwhile junk here, but most of the fun is people watching. There is always a smell of cigars in the air. There seems to be a particular type of geezer that enjoys a cigar with his cell phone conversation or junk sales pitch.
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