a bit nicer than a dive diner.lucy'sis in the heart of hipsterland on main street's coffee shop sector, and it's got the retro-cred decor that's de rigeur with the the piercing/tattoo/bowling shirt crew. but i don't thinklucy'sis fitted out like that for ironic reasons. they just haven't changed anything since that part of vancouver was serving breakfast to hung-over dock-hands in dungarees, not college-educated theatrical types in clothes they dug out of their dead grandpa's attic.
lucy's has some modern touches on the plate, like the chorizo and hollandaise on my "three little piggies" triple-bennie. i bet guys would have sneered at that as being too fancy in whatever eralucy'swas new. back in the day, old-timers might have liked the peanut butter milkshake i had,(not a bad deal for $5) but they wouldn't have been able to wrap their heads around the idea of putting wild turkey bourbon in it. unfortunately, neither could i, because i was brekking with some mates from work, and it was still before 0900. even a 24-hour joint likelucy'shas to pay attention to the timing of liquor laws.
i noticed one review slagged the hash browns. i had doubts about eating them, but they were fine -- individualized cubes of white potato that tasted as though they had been deep-fat fried. not your typical hash browns, but deep-fried potatoes would get applause in old times as well as new.