Review
Ever have that night where you stay out a little longer then you need to, say by about 4-7 hours longer. Yea well, welcome to my world. I consider it a choice lifestyle, on nights like that (into da next morning) it’s good to get something in your belly before you hit da Turf Club. So I hit this diner in Mount Ephraim called the Black Horse which goes for Black Horse Pike, or the other way to da shore. Normally at 10:00am I am usually catchin my fifth hour of sleep, and as far as diners go, I wasn’t missin much. The broads in dis place wasn’t even in da same league wit the girls down the street at you know where. Throw me a bone…something. As you may or may not know, diners are mostly hangouts for old heads and hungover construction workers. That being said, I kept to myself and ate wit a low profile. Even Fat Joe doesn't have his best face after an allnighter. Where dis place really shines is the service. I meen, you got a better shot at winnin da powerball then gettin a smile from one of deez waitresses. Deez girls was like a pack of wild badgers, so much that I felt like I was eatin at my Aunt Loretta’s house again like when I was a kid. I tell you what though, after a night of drinkin, eating, smoking, drinkin, gamblin and stuffin dollar bills down dancer’s bras and panties, I was a bit low on cash. When you get in before a certain time I think like 11:00am, they got some sweet broke ass specials. A bacon and cheese omelet for two and quarter, you can’t beat that cuz. My meal was ok, I ordered da two cheapest dings on the menu, an omelet and French toast. For drinks I was in between loads at da time, so I stuck to ice water cause da oj made me wanta yip (damn screwdrivers).
Place was cheap, can’t beat it if your outside the city or in my case away from my parents house. Don’t expect anything exciting to jump out at you in dis joint, I wouldn’t recommend pissin off any waitresses either.
Black Horse diner has their own lot, and dey should in Jersey, I mean there is no excuse bo.
