The 24-hour coney welcomes you with a distinct combination of longevity and uncanny familiarity that fosters endless possibilities. This is partially due to the decor, which varies from Greek murals and wood paneling to framed portraits of Michelle Obama next to antique dolls. It’s also due to the music perpetually bumping from cars in the drive-thru, the infinite menu selections, and the occasional security check for weapons at the door. Regardless of the particular optics, each coney feels as though you are stepping into a portal lost in time, an illuminated sanctuary in a city that runs along the outer limits of access—access to quality food², gainful employment³, or reliable mass transit⁴. The sheer lack of full-service grocery stores open late within city limits pushes hungry Detroiters to seek other options, and what better solution than the perpetual party at the local coney island?

Of course, the workforce of these establishments are what keeps the spirit alive. Workers at Lafayette downtown quickly bellow your order across the restaurant and carry upwards of a dozen plates at a time. Lucky customers at Duly’s may be serenaded at 2 a.m. by a server with a folk song played on the çifteli, a traditional Albanian string instrument. If you stop by often enough, waitstaff at Detroit 1 Coney Island will have your usual order ready by the time you sit down. A car may crash through the front of Grandy’s, but not to worry; workers will keep the drive-thru moving (and they’ll never get an order wrong).

This ethos goes both ways. When I was a waitress at Island Coney on Grosse Ile, my best customers were local construction workers—they ate fast, tipped well, and always showed courtesy, and occasionally even their rowdy side. This made me realize the understanding between the restaurant workers and their patrons that simply doesn’t exist in fine dining establishments—solidarity and respect in a relaxed environment that isn’t a bar, where people can socialize and let loose. Which specific coney you frequent at the end of the night is dictated by your geography, but whether you’re rolling up to Zorba’s or L. George’s, each trip to the coney speaks to the intimate relationship between the city and its residents.

All of this is to say, Detroit coneys just do it differently. Despite their ties to the Brooklyn beachfront neighborhood (the name was inspired by the flagship Nathan’s location), coney culture remains a cherished recession-proof local tradition. So bless 24 hour Coney Islands, bless the 20-minute waits in the drive-thru, bless the staff, bless the working class, and bless Detroit.

1. Klinefelter, Quinn. “CuriosiD: Why Are There so Many Coney Islands in Detroit?” WDET 101.9 FM, March 14, 2023. https://wdet.org/2023/03/09/curiosid-why-are-there-so-many-coney-islands-in-detroit/.