Breakfast at American Dream Diner in Orangeburg


You’ve seen it. That massive shining building on 303. It’s so bright, if you get a glint from the sun at just the right angle, it might possibly blind you. Kidding, of course. But only a little.


As I mentioned in Local Links, I went for breakfast the other weekend.


My grandmother and I each ordered an omelet, and we ordered a plate of French toast to share. Had I known I was going to be served a platter bigger than Richard Dreyfuss’s mashed potato mountain, I might have reconsidered my choices.

Grandmom’s omelet with a side of bacon:


The of the photo makes it a little had to see, but this plate is a least a foot wide. Maybe 18 inches.

My omelet:


You know what? The food was tasty. But I really had a hard time with it because there was so much I felt guilty. We each ate less than half and shared 1 of the pieces of French toast. A shame to waste the food, really.

The place is pretty cute, in a diner way:



So if you’re into huge portions and a casual setting, maybe the American Dream Diner really is the diner of your dreams.


The 411 on American Dream Diner.


About Author

Liz Johnson is content strategist for The Journal News and, and the founding editor of lohudfood, formerly know as Small Bites. As food editor, she won awards from the New York News Publishers Association, the Association of Food Journalists and the Associated Press. She lives in Nyack with her husband and daughter on a tiny suburban lot they call their farm — with fruit trees, an herb garden, and a yardful of lettuce, tomatoes, onions, shallots, cucumbers, zucchini, radishes, cabbage, peppers, Brussels sprouts and carrots and four big blueberry bushes.

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