Despite the gleaming angular facade, terrazzo floor, and vinyl booths, Lunchbox is a diner in only the most abstract sense. If chocolate-truffle lollipops aren't enough of a clue that you haven't landed at Mel's, then check out the French sea salt on the tables. Need further proof? How about the organic beef in the terrific burger, homemade doughnuts, and old-fashioned bagels in iconoclastic flavors like Parmesan?
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"Not Recommended" Average Reader Rating on a Scale of 10
I read the other reviews and realized I have GROWN to like the Lunchbox because I live in the far West Village. After going there several times at 8:05 for breakfast (the sign says they open at 8) and realizing they dont really open until more like 8:30, I was annoyed but have talked to the owners, tried many meals there and realized they are trying to make it good and I do like the people. The waitstaff is pretty incompetent and full of attitude, but it is very kid friendly and good for things like brunch. I wouldnt go back for dinner but the other meals are sufficient.
If you crave middling, pretentious and misleadingly advertised fare served by wanna-be-but-never-will actors/models with Hilton sisters attitude why come this far west when there are any number of French Roasts closer by? 25 minute wait for cheese plate (four pieces of fine cheese, some olives drizzled in oil), 40 minutes for dry fish, sangria diluted by what I can only imagine was water drawn from the nearby Hudson...I could go on, but I'm hungry, so off to the WWF restaurant where at least what you see is what you get.