It doesn't walk like a duck, but...
I've been waiting for someone to mention the Papermoon Diner on 29th Street, but unless I missed it, nobody has yet.
It fits all the criteria listed in previous posts: It's open 24 hours a day, it has a counter, it serves breakfast all day.
It even calls itself a diner (unlike Cafe Hon), which has to count for something.
I have a certain fondness for it for two reasons. ...
Once my daughter came in at 2 a.m. from a party, I woke up, and somehow she talked me into going to the Papermoon for a lark. People who know me know that it's probably the only time I've ever seen 2 a.m., so it was quite a departure for me.
And then once I had something to do early on a nice summer morning, and when I got out of bed the power was out. (As my husband says, with BGE it's like living in a Third World country -- but that's another story.) Anyway, we ended up having breakfast at 5:30 a.m. there.
But in spite of all that, Papermoon just doesn't seem like a diner to me. Maybe I can't define what a diner is, but one thing I know a diner isn't: funky. Just take a look at Papermoon's Web site.
But maybe I'll put it on my list anyway.
(Mauricio Rubio/Sun photographer)