Anyway...
That neon sign is like a beacon to the hungry and stingey. When Trevor came to town with his dad I took them there and they loved it. His dad called it "a reminder of home" thanks to the old-diner decor. Just like some midwestern eatery roadtrip stop on the drive from Wisconsin to Minnesota or something.
You walk in and the feeling is nothing but warm.
And I don't even have to mention the food. It speaks for itself. Especially with cutesy names like the "Holy Cow," "Thanksgiving on a Roll," "Miss Patty's Chicken Sammy," and my favorite, "Teenie Weenie Mac n Cheese."
I've never had any room for a cake or pie, but I'm sure they're incredible. This restaurant is, as it says, truly "Real American Homestyle."
Plus, lucky for me it's on the same street as one of the New School buildings (the one where I always have art history) and only a few blocks away from the main Parsons building.
I'd go every day if I could.
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