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Is that Dirt Bags in Tucson Az? Lots of good lunches there.
Yep, it’s a great place, or at least it was when I ate there.I remember great breakfast at the four sisters owl dinner when I lived in Chelmsford.
The Little Acorn interior by West Phalia, on Flickr
The menu on 2 June, 2000 by West Phalia, on Flickr
The boss is skeptical but the waitress is sure that a movie contract is in the offing. by West Phalia, on Flickr
Being watched by the folks in the restaurant by West Phalia, on FlickrAny place counting "Macaroni and Cheese" and "Veg of the Day" is a place you want to eat at.
Tomorrow's veg of the day is probably french fries. 🙂
All the best,
Mike
Beef Tongue Specialist,
( best Beef Tongue cooking is at Sendai City, North East Japan 仙台 市)
( no, i did not try it...Yet, we have pork tongue most of the time )
This is true! I've eaten beef tongue in Sendai city several times and it's the best I've ever had. There's one particular restaurant in Sendai that we like to go to for their beef tongue lunch special. Coincidentally we'll be going there this coming July 7th.
Edit: this is the website for the restaurant we go to in Sendai: Dateno Gyutan Honpo
All the best,
Mike
I'm thinking about Melbourne/Australia and wondering if we have similar old diners. Many of our eateries are cafes that have sprung up in the last 15-20 years, and aren't the 60's/70's examples seen here. There are a lot of old buildings which have been repurposed for eating, but they don't have the longer term history of the American ones. Most roadside diners between cities are a part of modern truck stops which are a combination of giant fuel stop, 7-Eleven, and a handful of fast food outlets like McDonalds, KFC, and Hungry Jacks under one roof.


Thank you for this! For some reason, I imagined actor Sam Elliott's voice when I read this, it just seemed appropriate somehow. 😄Rest assured that we have plenty (I.e. far too many) of the fast food combo places you’ve mentioned as well. While diners of one sort or another can be found all over America, the vast majority of the authentic diner cars are located in the Northeastern portion of the country. The first American diners actually date back to the late 1800s. Those were horse-drawn carts constructed of wood (and were essentially the predecessor to the food trucks that are so popular these days.) The iconic diners that most people think of (the ones using plenty of stainless steel and shiny chrome that were built to look like railcars) came a few decades later, most of them likely dating back to the 1940s and 50s. These were prefabricated and then delivered to their “permanent” locations. (As they were relatively easy to move, many of today’s surviving diners were originally located elsewhere.) I’ve long loved these places and have a number of books about them. (Unfortunately I can’t refer to any of them at the moment as those books are all packed up in boxes around here somewhere.)
I’ve eaten in more diners than I can remember over the years, but the majority of those were in New England. My ex-wife’s father came from a very large family in Maine and his brothers & sisters eventually wound up spread throughout the region. During the nearly three decades that we were married, she and I took many trips to New England to visit those aunts & uncles which I always enjoyed. Along the way we ate in as many diners as we could. Sadly a good number of those places are no longer around, but that’s the way of the world. Just as sad is the fact that I rarely had a camera along with me on those trips, otherwise I surely would have snagged more pictures of these places. Fortunately, for now at least, I still have my memories of those times.
Too funny! My son used to work in the neighborhood pet supplies store when he was younger. One day a guy came in to buy some cat toys that he claimed were for his sister. My son was the one to ring him up at the register. Before the guy could make it out of the store my son caught up with him to tell him that he looked just like Sam Elliott. Apparently the guy laughed and in that deep voice he said “Yeah, I get that a lot”. Then he winked at my son and left. The rest of the staff had a good laugh as Elliott had visited the store before. Apparently he has property located outside of Portland and his family home is here in town somewhere. For me the best part of the story is my son’s attempt at impersonating Elliott’s voice.Thank you for this! For some reason, I imagined actor Sam Elliott's voice when I read this, it just seemed appropriate somehow. 😄