Get your heads out of the gutter! “Cock” is another word for rooster, remember?! The breakfast waffle sandwich is what drew us to this Murray Hill joint (feast your eyes here!) a few Saturdays ago. It was super cute, but WILDLY crowded, so I would say that The Flying Cock is most definitely a boozy-brunch kind of place. The crowd consisted of a bunch of people trying to get their Saturday AM drank on (but hey, there’s nothing wrong with that!). I ended up chickening out and instead of getting the massive waffle sandwich, I went with the Huevos Rancheros, while Ben got the Eggs Benedict. Both were pretty good, but I would probably go back to The Flying Cock for for some mimosas before I go back for some food.