Housed inside a working pharmacy, this place hasn't changed since John F Kennedy, looking to slip away from the Secret Service, would stroll across the mint-green linoleum to grab a bite. Choose between a table or a stool at the Formica counter and order from the paper menu just like everyone else, from trust-fund babies to beach-bound college girls.
You'll be largely ignored if you're not a regular, but it's all part of the fun.