East Rochester. A town and a village with coterminous boundary lines.
We’d been neglecting our little VillageTown to the east. Landmark was recommended to us. We decided to go. It’s in the same plaza as an AWESOME old school Wegmans and an awesomer gas station/lobster shack. East Rochester loves having combinations of things.
We’ve been to lots of diners at the 7 am hour on a Thursday morning (a.k.a., the witching hour. Or the Xonuts hour, one of those two. Or the golden hour?). And this was likely one of the busiest places we’ve seen at this time! We are usually among the only people at a restaurant at the golden witching Xonuts hour, but today almost every booth was taken, every counter space filled. The place was a-bustlin’.
The waitress was busy, but it affected her service not a whit. She came over, friendly as a moth that has recently escaped from a bathtub via ladder.
The menu is expansive.
Dave elected to go with the corn beef hash. He’s all, “I was gonna get a breakfast sandwich, but then I saw that there was corn beef hash.” And always spring for an English muffin.
Bo ran to breakfast, so he didn’t have his trusty real maple syrup. He was unarmed. Unarmed for a maple syrup fight. No syrup to a non-syrup fight. So anyway he wanted something fruit topped. And also they had cinnamon rolls. It was really hard to decide. But lo! he noticed “cinnamon roll french toast with fruit topping.” Could it be a misprint? No. Well, maybe. But in any case he ordered it and the kindly cooks whipped it up. It’s probably a real menu item.
The corned beef hash had a crisp to the crust. Bo snuck a taste and it was AWESOME! Basically, for you rookies out there, when it comes to corned beef, you want more crisp to your crust; the more crisp, the better crust. You must trust us, crust lust must be discussed with blust (er).
Dave thought that the entire meal exceeded expectations. The aforementioned crust on the corned beef is equivalent to the embossed wax seal of a king. It locks in the flavor, captures any escaping savory particles, and encapsulates the experience into a nice, tidy package. The ratio of butter to English muffin was 1:1, which makes for an especially amazing treat. Eggs were good.
If you feel the need… the need… for sweet! Then get this menu item. That’s right, I started a half-sentence with “then”; what of it? Go complain about it on your grammar blog. This ain’t no grammar rodeo.
The apples were pie filling (like, not real sliced apples), but let’s be honest, pie filling is what you want to go for if it’s gonna be a substitute for syrup. The cinnamon rolls were not squishy. They were not dry. They were dense and spry. That’s what good cinnamon rolls are. They were cohesive enough to carry the weight of the apples and whipped cream without becoming unbonded. Essentially, there were 14,000,605 possible ways that this french toast concoction could have gone wrong. That Bo noticed nothing wrong with it is a testament to Landmark Family Restaurant’s ability to find the ONE way to make it not go wrong. Watch out, Thanos!
You pay at the counter. Two men’s meals and coffees came to like $16.
This is a great diner. Go to this diner. Eat food at this diner. With 10 as a must-eat, this eating experience rates a 9.
Don’t Miss: Precision coffee top-offs with great frequency.
Pro Tip: Have a question about town lines and the confusing road signs? Ask the mayor! “The simple answer is that we are coterminous and have been since 1982. That looks like a sign placed on westbound Fairport Road, just beyond Forest Hills. It is a bit confusing, and probably hasn’t been removed because the first land in Pittsford does begin to appear at Pittsford Manor, to your left after you’ve passed this sign. This is how confusing it gets: Hoselton dealerships are all in the town/village, the car wash beyond it is in Perinton. Wegmans and Country Club Plaza are in ER, as are Burger King and Chase Bank, but Van Bortel Ford is out. Forest Hills is in the Town of Perinton, but beyond that, everything you see to your right as you take this drive is in ER, until Roosevelt Road. On your left, everything from Pittsford Manor on is Pittsford. Our north side of town is even more confusing, if that’s possible. Pittsford can claim Pellegrino’s and the North Side Salvage Yard, but the North Side Inn is ER. The Linden East condos are ER, but the land just north of it is Penfield.
“The real irony is that the sign you have attached appears to be on the border between ER and Perinton. Maybe we should just have it removed? Not our jurisdiction. 31F is a state road. Have you had enough?”
– Fred Ricci, East Rochester Mayor, 2012.
