Kitty's Restaurant & Market Café

Everything is really good here and it’s definitely a cute stop right off the train. I feel like the baristas are always mad at me

Best breakfast sandwich I’ve ever had! Fresh and well made. Friendly staff and great atmosphere. Definitely recommend sitting in the beautiful back yard patio.

Wow what delicious salads and pastries! Had the salad trio special consisting of corn pumpkin, cucumber (spicy!) and tomato pecan. A welcome addition to our little town, can’t wait to try more.

Looked like all their food is excellent quality.

I had the turkey sausage pasta with broccoli rabe was amazing

We had lattes and their breakfast sandwiches with sauerkraut and bacon. Everything was outstanding. This is what all other breakfast sandwiches can only dream of being.

Perfection. Best buckwheat cookie ever and delightful staff!

The buckwheat chocolate chip cookie is truly out of this world! Perfect snack spot for fueling your NYC/Hudson excursion.

Kitty's Market! What can be said that hasn't already been said?
How about a story of a woman I once knew who was also named Kitty? Her name was Kitty Malone and she was a tough cookie. She was missing one eye, one leg and had the most beautiful mustache I had ever seen. She worked at a factory that made canned tuna, her job was to inspect each can for faults before it was sent off to be enjoyed by all the canned tuna lovers of the world.
How did I know her? She was dating my mother when I was just a young lad. Kitty met my mother when she saw her being robbed by some ruffian. Kitty sprang into action and began throwing tuna cans at the assailant. He quickly fled and my mother was left intact, Kitty came home that night for dinner with the family, she called me a nice young man and gave me a can of tuna.
Kitty was a rough and tumble type of woman, she never knew how to express her emotions so she would always just use canned tuna as a means of getting her point across. If she gave you a can of tuna, she cared about you very much. If she threw a can of tuna at your head she was angry. If she opened a can of tuna seductively then that meant she wanted you the way a tuna wants to be canned.
That night, while she enjoyed dinner, she looked my mother in the eyes and opened a can of tuna. She did so quite seductively though I did not understand at the time.
Kitty came by quite often after that, she always brought canned tuna. On Christmas she even brought a canned honey ham and she stuffed my stocking with pickled eggs. Kitty was truly one of a kind and then she died in a tragic tuna canning accident. You see, one day while she was working the factory floor, her sleeve got caught in the canning machine and she got sucked inside. Her co-workers brought her to us, she had been stuffed into 37 cans of tuna. My mother was heartbroken and refused to ever eat canned tuna from that day forward. Sometimes when I'm in the grocery store I'll see a can of tuna and start sobbing uncontrollably, when people ask what's wrong I just tell them I'm a vegan. It's been seven years and I still can't get over the lack of pickled eggs in my stockings. I don't think my mother got over it either.
This restaurant had a delicious breakfast sandwich that I highly recommend everyone try, but the name of the restaurant only brought back the memory of Kitty Malone. Even now, when I close my eyes I can still see the 37 cans of tuna being lowered into the ground for burial. She was a magnificent woman and this place has a magnificent breakfast sandwich. Some might say I shared too much information in this review, but alas, I am just a humble reviewer with a story to tell. Perhaps you too will one day visit this place and bite into their delicious breakfast sandwich. When you do, write a review and let the world know your story.

Never eating KFC again

Up there with the best meals I’ve ever eaten. Atmosphere is impeccable. Go here.