Diverse Dining List

The Cottage at Mirror Lake Inn

3/23/2019

Lake Placid, NY

Don and I saw this cute little cottage restaurant 5 years ago. It was across the street from The Mirror Lake Inn, where we were staying.

The Inn

In 2014, we stayed at the inn, up on the hill. We ate breakfast on a screened porch, looking down towards The Cottage and lake.

Adirondack Flapjacks?

I don't remember exactly what I ate, but evidently I did not eat any flapjacks! Back then, I didn't know that Mirror Lake Inn was once known for their flapjacks.

The Cookbook and Mirror Lake Inn

Last July, Don and I were in Lake Placid again. This time I packed my 1950, Ford Treasury Cookbook. I was so excited to know we would be driving through town and we might get to eat a meal at The Inn. I was eager to surprise the staff with page 45, featuring the Inn's Adirondack Flapjacks recipe! Well maybe. Sometimes the cookbook doesn't excite people.

The Cottage

But The Inn's restaurant was not open for lunch. So we headed down the hill to have lunch in The Cottage. The Cottage is part of Mirror Lake Inn, but this was really going to stretch it a bit, with my cookbook adventure.

Cute Place

I brought the cookbook along, but I could tell this would be a good dining adventure even if the cookbook sharing bombed.

It was pretty delightful heading into a restaurant that looked like a little storybook house, with shutters and window boxes. Coming from Texas, it was a thrill to see open windows!

Old Door

We entered the old door, which must have been original to the cottage, back before it became a restaurant and bar. I hoped we'd have a server who could fill us in. I wanted to know how old the cottage was. I wanted to know who once lived here.

I wondered if the cottage residents (or guests) sometimes wandered up the hill, to dine at the Mirror Lake Inn. Maybe The Cottage housed athletes or elite guests, during the Winter Olympics, in 1932 or 1980.

Casual Dining

I expected to find a restaurant crowded with tourists on a weekend in July. This was the perfect place for a meal, overlooking the lake!

But the dining area was empty and we were invited to pick any table. We of course chose a spot at the window.

Locals

The dining area was empty, but the nearby bar wasn't. The drinking crowd didn't seem to care about the gorgeous view, they were missing. They were too busy socializing and enjoying the music, which didn't match the peaceful view from the window.

Danko, from Serbia

Our waiter was polite and friendly, when he introduced himself. We chatted a bit and learned that he was from Serbia. I didn't bother asking all the questions about the restaurant history, but I did pull out the old cookbook. I knew well, that there was a mighty good chance Danko would not "get it" at all. Most young servers don't fully enjoy the odd nostalgia of old recipes from restaurants and hotels that are mostly long gone. If you add a little added language twist, things get trickier.

But Danko seemed curious when I showed him the illustration of the inn, up the hill. He studied the recipe for a minute. He didn't laugh or gasp, like some do when I hand over the cookbook. But he seemed politely interested and best of all he offered to pose with the book. Yay for that! I believe Danko is about the 30th cookbook poser we've had!

Lunch!

I was ready to eat after our cookbook encounter. I took one peek at the menu and knew I had to have the Beer Soup. It was July, but the skies were overcast and the air felt damp and chilly. (For this Texan) I practically drank down that soup. The tangy flavor had me smacking my lips after each spoonful!

Apricot Chicken Salad

Don's sandwich with pieces of white meat, dried apricots, sliced almonds and sesame ginger was yummy. The greens & tomato salad was an extra treat. Our light lunch was just what was needed.

The View

Even with gray skies the view was ideal. We watched a few kayaks go by and we thought about the very same lake that we visited in 1980, when we came to see the Olympics. We were a lot colder then and the lake was frozen!

Cozy Dining Adventure in Lake Placid

Our dining adventure wasn't a huge feast, but it gave us a few memories. We dined in a cozy cottage with a sweet view. We had some tasty food, served by a friendly server. We got to add to our list of cookbook adventures, even if the cookbook wasn't a huge hit.

Best of all, we ate in the town that we visited as newlyweds, almost 40 years ago!

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Ray's Diner in Excelsior Springs, MO

3/23/2019

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Coffee at the 87-Year-Old-Diner

Last September, Don and I spotted this red & white building in downtown Excelsior Springs. We had already eaten breakfast, but we knew we couldn't pass up this diner experience. We headed in for coffee.

Two Doors

There were two red doors on the small storefront. We went for the door on the right and glanced at all the messages, as we headed in.

No Smoking, No Credit Cards, Shoes and Shirts Required.

There were also a couple other scribbled notes behind the thick screen, but my eyes were the most drawn to the weathered, metal sign.

"RAINBO is Good Bread"

Busy at 11:05

We arrived just as breakfast diners were finishing up. Brenda the owner, was already grilling up Philly cheese steak fixings on the griddle. She spun around and announced, "Not serving breakfast now!" We assured her we were just having coffee. Then we each took a seat on one of the 10 counter stools.

Coffee and the Paper

Don and I enjoyed our coffee with a little newspaper reading. We chuckled over the 1957 Smart Shoppers ads, under the glass. We checked out the Arrow brand shirts, advertised for $4.00!

Lots to See and Hear

We pointed and chuckled at the vintage newspaper, but mostly we listened to the diner sounds around us... dishes clanking, food sizzling, bells on the door, jingling and voices!

Brenda and the other two women were teasing and laughing and carrying on, with each other and most of the customers. We were clearly the only non-locals and I was envious.

Between Rushes

There was a short lull, after Brenda served two steaming plates to some early lunch guests.

The little round table in the corner was suddenly empty. I had failed to notice if the men at the table had been whining about weather, religion or taxes. Those were a few of the "complaining subjects" listed on the "Worthless Men's Club" sign, above the table.

Chatting with Brenda

Brenda took a breath and leaned on the counter to chat. I wanted to know what time she started her day, since Ray's opens early. "I'm up at 4:15." Brenda answered. I believe she said she got to the diner around 4:30 and opened the door at 6.

Since 1932

Brenda told us a little about Ray's beginnings. In 1932, Ray and his wife started up a chili and burger joint across the street. They opened the current building in 1942. Brenda still forms burgers on the original hamburger press. We were sitting on the stools that were brought over from the old building.

When Brenda became the 4th owner of the business, she received the chili recipe along with the keys. I asked what she liked to cook best and she didn't pause to think. "Everything. I've been cooking at the grill since I was 11 years old."

Betty Boop and Bigs Boys

I'm not sure which owner started the collection of retro memorabilia, but there was a lot. I wonder how many people make the mistake of asking for a Coke... in a diner that's dripping in Pepsi decor?

Heading Out

We dragged out our little visit as long as we could. I never got to peek inside the small window at the end of the room. I never got to check out the titles of the record albums, hanging from the ceiling. Worst of all, I didn't sample the chili or the burger or the garbage sandwich! But it was time for us to hit the road for Kansas City.

Lighthouse

As we stepped outside, I had to smile when I spotted the red and white lighthouse. Moments before, Don and I had finished up our coffee, while chatting with Brenda about lighthouses. She had told us about a road trip she once took to Michigan, in search of all the lighthouses.

Brenda had a special name for that trip... that she happily took all by herself. She smiled as she recalled the joys of traveling, when you only have to please yourself. Mostly she raved about the beauty of the lighthouses she discovered.

So our dining adventure involved no eating. But we spent some time in a cozy setting, surrounded by people and food. We absorbed the atmosphere and some good information. Hopefully we can return someday for a meal...and just maybe, we'll get to Michigan and see some of those lighthouses we learned about!

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Cypress Inn Restaurant in Cross City, FL

3/20/2019

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Country Cooking on the Old Dixie Highway

Seven years ago while on a Florida road trip, Don and I pulled off the Old Dixie Highway to check out this little beauty. We'd already eaten that morning, but bought coffee and looked around. We quickly added Cypress Inn Restaurant (and its Country Cooking) to the "Must Return" list!

Dixie County

This past January, Don and I found ourselves on another Florida road trip. We headed north from St. Pete, with giddy anticipation. Lunch at Cypress Inn!

Before reaching the little restaurant in Cross City, the highway took us over the Suwannee River, right into Dixie County. Two songs came to mind as we crossed the bridge... I sang a few lines, from the one about the river. I have fond memories of belting out Suwannee River as a kid, while our family Ford traveled on that very highway, over that very river.

Big Lot in a Small Town

When we arrived at Cross City's iconic restaurant, we joined other vehicles in the large, unpaved lot. On that January day, it looked like every Dixie County police officer, sheriff and firefighter had already arrived.

Cross City is an odd title, for a town with fewer than 2,000 residents. But maybe the town earned its city status by importance, not size. It is the county seat of Dixie County, after all.

Entrance

The sweet little side entrance delighted me. I loved the odd texture of the red painted cypress. The door windows were decorated with homey curtains and a sign. We read and chuckled, "Please Come Again" as we headed in.

90 Years Old

The other side of the door, showed a sign that might have made more sense for greeting us. "Cypress Inn Since 1928"

I loved the idea of dining at a roadside cafe, that opened the year my parents were born.

I loved the visual, of two white birds, sitting on a cypress tree... dripping with Spanish moss.

At the Counter

We passed through the side dining room and into the front area, with counter seating. A few young women were cleaning up after the rush. They took turns fussing over one woman's 2 month old baby. All were chatty and welcoming. I was delighted to be introduced to the baby.

Changes

The old restaurant hasn't changed much since it opened 90 years ago, but I noted a few differences from 7 years ago. My old photo shows a juke box and upper shelves, filled antiques and a quilt. The display of dishes, even looked different back then.

Dish Display

The display was more colorful on this visit. I asked if the dishes were the restaurant's original plates and cups. I guess that was stupid question. The bright china matched the unstained potholders. I was told, "Oh no. Those are dishes from the Pioneer Woman collection." It took me a minute to realize we were talking about the blogger-turned-TV-personality-pioneer-woman.

Pecky Cypress

The Cypress Inn got its name because of the "Pecky Cypress" paneling that covers the walls and ceiling. The Dixie County area is home to many lumber yards and sawmills and this special cypress is one of their unusual products.

At first glance the brown and white wood made me think of a stage set or a cartoon drawing. There was something fake looking about the weathered appearance of the wood. But the dips and holes in the wood were created naturally, by the growth of pecky fungus.

Words of Wisdom

Tacked onto the pecky cypress, I saw a few little reminder signs. "Be Thankful" and "Cowboys Welcome"

I also saw some words of wisdom scribbled in pen on the cypress... beside the Bible quote. Actually the graffiti was mostly names... nothing profound or rude.

Where to Sit?

There were open stools at the counter, but Don and I headed into the side dining room, where the folks in uniform were dining. I asked the cashier, if the tables were original. They looked mighty old. "Well..." She pondered a bit. "My dad owned the restaurant from the time I was about 6 to 16. They've been here as long as I can remember."

More Helpful Folks

Don and I looked over the menu first. Then I popped up to have a peek at the buffet in the front room. The fellow in the overalls was pretty clear. "There's nothing here that's not great! I've been in town working for 2 days and this is the second time I've eaten here. It's all good!"

All the locals were doing the buffet, but it was just more food than I was up for. I headed back to the table and paused to look at a photo of Cypress Inn, when it was more than a restaurant.

Shamrock, Florida

I studied the old photo from when Cross City was mostly a company town for Shamrock Lumber Co. It was odd to imagine our little restaurant having a service station and hotel rooms at one time. A police officer on his way to the buffet, paused to chat. "If you like old buildings, you should look at the Putnam Hotel across the road!" He was incredibly enthused about recent renovations of the old hotel... which also has pecky cypress wood!

Time to Eat!

I ordered the BLT and could barely see the bread underneath my mountain of bacon. "Oh we do bacon well!" Our server said with a proud grin. "We're a southern restaurant and we're going to feed you well!"

Retro Menu

The menu itself looked retro, with old fashioned prices... skillet image... opening hours of 5 am... and the words... "Southern Hospitality Dixie Country Style"

Don and I will go a for a bigger feast next time, but we were both in a sandwich mood. Don was pleased with his good old fashioned cheeseburger and fries!

Old Pic

I didn't take a photo of the dining room this time. I felt a little restrained with all the people dining in uniform. But here is a photo from a few years back, showing the brown wood walls and beams... and a couple of deer heads, hidden in the shadows.

The Throne!

Sometimes a trip to the Ladies Room becomes part of my dining adventure memory. (There have been some odd ones over the years!)

I just had to capture this image, with the mint green walls and vintage tile. But best of all was the platform toilet, that just made me laugh. I'm guessing this was the answer to some tricky plumbing issue back in the day.

I don't know, but it amused me!

Heading Off

We headed to the car feeling content, that we could put a check on our list.

Don and I discover so many curious places on our travels, but we don't have time to experience them all. This was one of those places that we spotted, then added to the list. 7 years ago, I crossed my fingers that we really would have a chance to return.

Cypress Inn asked us to "Come Again" and we did!

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Skyway Jack's in St. Petersburg, FL

3/18/2019

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U-Turn For Breakfast!

Last January, Don and I left our hotel in St. Pete Beach and headed north. We were planning to grab coffee and eat granola bars in the car, but the sight of this diner made me giddy. I grinned as we drove by, then told Don to turn around. He did... happily.

The Sign

The pink pig certainly lured me, but the yellow sign below, made us both curious. Any place that serves $3.99 breakfast specials from 5 to 8am, must be full of character!

The upper part of the sign, was what truly delighted me. I didn't know who Jack was, but I was eager to find out what the connection was with that special bridge!

I have fond memories of the Sunshine Skyway Bridge, from when I was a kid. We crossed the original 2-lane bridge for the first time in 1968, when a hurricane was brewing in the gulf. It was creepy and thrilling, even without knowing the bridge would collapse about 10 years later.

Goofy Things

The crowded parking lot was a good sign. Would it be filled with children? What kid wouldn't beg Mommy or Daddy to pull over to the restaurant, with Humpty Dumpty and a piggy bench. The motorcycle on the pole might have excited some older kids.

Painted Windows

There were cartoon images, too. I wasn't quite sure what to think about the ethnically diverse pig officers... eating bacon. Yikes.

Since 1976

I posed next to the chicken and painted windows. Since 1976? Really? It seemed a whole lot older than that.

Crowded at the Counter

The place was hopping on a drizzly morning. Almost every stool was taken at the counter.

Window Seats

The tables near the windows didn't open up, till a little later. The corner looked pretty darn cozy, below the sheer curtains and shelves of piggy knickknacks. I forced myself not to laugh.

Table With a View

Actually our table had a fine view. We could keep an eye on all the men, dining at the counter and the servers, rushing about. It felt like we'd stepped back in time, when I noticed a few men reading newspapers. I didn't see a single person staring at a cell phone.

Menu Time

Our server Amy, let us know how the restaurant got its name. Jack, the original owner, opened the diner at a location near the Sunshine Skyway. He had been a Navy cook and knew how to cook for hungry crowds. Fishermen from the nearby marinas were a big part of his business. But the Skyway was destroyed in 1980, when a freighter collided with a support column, killing 35. Business changed and Jack moved his restaurant north, to 34th street. Evidently, a lot of business still comes from the fishermen at the marina.

Coffee and Christmas

Amy brought us our coffee in Christmas mugs. We studied our menus and peeked around at some of the decor.

So Many Pigs

When Amy came back for our order, I just had to ask. "Has anyone ever counted, to know how many pigs are in this place?" She shook her head and laughed. "A lot!"

She said there used to be a lot more pigs than now. "The new owner took over 4 years ago. He's been gradually taking some of the stuff down." Then she added, "He's from New York." As if that explained it.

Our Orders

Don ordered the Ham Hash, which was a blend of grilled potatoes & onions, topped with 2 poached eggs and served with a biscuit and Hollandaise. Amy said she would be happy to put the "Holly sauce" on the side. That gave me a little chuckle.

My big order was two slices of raisin toast, which came with homemade, green tomato jelly! I figured I could save the "Real He-Mans" order for next time.

That would be, two 8-ounce steaks, 4 eggs, potatoes, sausage, gravy, baked apples and 2 biscuits!

Wash Up Time

It's always nice to wash up before you hit the road. Some of our most iconic diners have had the most memorable restrooms. I headed for the sows and Don headed for the boars.

Off We Go

We headed off down the road feeling pretty pleased with our stop. I couldn't help sharing the experience with a quick Instagram post. It wasn't long, before I got 2 comments. Who would have guessed that I would know 2 people who have been to Skyway Jack's. Yay, for the friendly staff and crazy pigs and chickens at breakfast!

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Middendorf's in Manchac, LA

3/5/2019

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Nola Stop in January

Don and I finished up our January road trip with stop at my brother and sister-in-law's, in New Orleans. They already had Mardi Gras decor on the porch. We celebrated our reunion on Friday night, with Sazeracs!

Off to Middendorf's

On Saturday, we were up for a little Louisiana food adventure. We steered away from the French Quarter and drove about 40 miles northwest to Manchac, for a catfish feast. We pulled off of old US-51 and spotted a mighty worn restaurant, with "80+ Years" written on the roof.

A New Look

Luckily, just next door was a fresh looking building, with bright red doors and windows.

Decorations and a View

We were welcomed right away and led towards a cute upstairs space. On our way, I peeked in the larger dining room and noticed some fun things... a large tree growing up to the ceiling... gators? I love that Louisiana stuff.

We passed a door, covered with green, purple and gold masks and feathers. Mardi Gras wasn't until March this year, but it's never too early to decorate!

Since 1934

I have no photos of our cute room and table, but here is one of our window view. We could see the bridge we had just crossed, over Pass Manchac.

We read a little history in our menu about the hurricanes that have flooded the iconic restaurant, that Josie and Louis Middendorf opened in 1934. The Middendorf family still owned the restaurant until a year after Hurricane Katrina. Luckily they passed along Josie's recipes for Original Thin Fried Catfish, to the new owners!

Catfish!

I am not a big fan of catfish, but I'm a huge fan of trying regional specialties! I actually really enjoyed the catfish, but have little to compare it to. The fried shrimp was yummy and the soupy, pickle-topped slaw was too!

Our table also enjoyed some turtle soup and broiled shrimp. We were all pretty amused by the big, 20-cent price jump, for ordering broiled over fried!

Exploring

A trip to the restroom added a little entertainment. The gator door handle was mighty fine! Then I spent some time looking at old photos in the hallway.

Issac

Middendorf's survived Hurricanes Katrina and Rita in 2005, but took in 4 feet of water, with Ike in 2008.

These photos from 2012, show the old Middendorf's building and the newer one, where we ate. Issac was 200 miles away in 2012, but the storm surge caused more flooding and damage.

Ponchatoula - Strawberry Capital of the World

We were too full for dessert when we finished our platters of catfish. We headed over to Ponchtoula for a little antique shopping. We could have made our feast day complete, if only the Strawberry Capital of the World... had some strawberry desserts for us! We found none.

King Cake!

Actually we didn't really look for any strawberry desserts. We were saving our appetites for this fabulous King Cake, back at the house. My sister-in-law made sure to pick this up from their fave king cake baker! It was indeed fabulous!

What a wonderful catfish and king cake day!

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Comet II Drive-In in Santa Rosa, NM

2/23/2019

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Lunch Stop on Route 66

Don and I made a u-turn when we spotted this red carport, with neon accents. It at least looked the part, for our road trip lunch stop, on Route 66.

New or Old?

It was hard to tell the age of the building. It didn't look as worn as some of the motels and gas stations on the Route, in Santa Rosa. The brown stucco was smooth and the the retro, painted mural wasn't peeling. But the spirit of the place, felt old.

Best Mexican Food in Town

Then I spotted this odd little building in back. I loved the rough stone and painted cinderblock, the weathered door and the accent of live cactus! Could this have been the original building?

Feels Like a Diner

We headed in and were invited to sit anywhere. We chose a booth near the counter, where I sat facing a large framed photo of a cowgirl.

Main Dining Area

Don's seat faced out towards the main dining room. There was a good crowd of locals seated in the blue vinyl chairs when we first arrived. By the time I snapped this photo, most of the men in cowboy and trucker hats, had already departed.

Since 1927

The menu told us the Martinez Family had owned the restaurant since 1927.

I was curious about the restaurant's name and asked our server. She said the original Comet Diner had burned down in the 1990's. That explained the "II". But, Comet still sounded pretty modern for 1927 and the Comet II felt and looked older than the 1990's.

Pie for Lunch?

Before ordering, I saw an order of pies come out of the kitchen to cool. I popped up to take a photo and that seemed to amuse the old couple sitting nearby. I told the woman we were from Houston, when she asked. She seemed concerned, since she'd heard there'd been a recent tornado... maybe she meant hurricane.

I asked where they were from and the woman waved towards the window. "Oh, I'm from the apartments." Then she gestured towards the elderly man. "He lives in the motel." I asked what was good on the menu and was told I needed to order the Baby Back Ribs. "They are the best!"

Northern New Mexico Cuisine

We didn't order ribs and Don was craving a burger, but I went for the Mexican Special of the day. What a mix of flavors! I was told the restaurant made 5 different homemade chiles a day!

I loved reading the menu description of all the people who have influenced the local cuisine... "Native American, Mexican, Spanish immigrants, sheep herders, trappers, Jewish merchants, Eastern carpet baggers..."

Johnny Martinez

I was pretty excited when I saw a man with a white apron and flashy bolo-tie, making the rounds. He was welcoming all the locals and he sat down to chat with a few, at their tables.

He stopped to greet us and we raved about the food and complimented his bolo tie.

"Oh, this was my grandfather's badge!" He seemed delighted we had noticed. He said it was from 1916, when his grandfather was a New Mexico Ranger. I wish we could have heard more stories!

Old Pics

When we checked out at the front desk, I studied some old photos and wondered more about this man who must have taken over the business from his parents.

I recognized Johnny, with his dark hair and mustache in this photo.

Don paid up and I looked for more clues about the restaurant's history.

If Mr. Martinez had not disappeared into the kitchen, I would have asked a lot more questions.

Sheepherder?

I noticed this little statue holding a sign as we headed out. "The Best Sheepherding Camp Cook to Ever Come Out of Pintada Canyon!"

What did that mean? I had spotted something in the menu about this. Had Johnny been a sheepherder's cook before he took over his parent's restaurant?

I looked Johnny up on the internet and learned little. One write up said restaurant owner was part Native American and part Mexican... nothing about sheepherder cook. I had missed my chance to ask Johnny my own questions.

Next Time

We headed out of town on Route 66, thinking about our yummy-curious lunch. I spotted the Sun 'n Sand Motel and decided we might just have to return to Santa Rosa some day. A night at this fine Route 66 motel would give us an addition to the Notable Night List... and we could have another meal at Comet II!

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Harold's Diner - Hilton Head Island, NC

2/20/2019

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Lunch at the Cranky Diner

Don and I were excited when we read some reviews for Harold's Diner. We weren't drawn to the cuisine or atmosphere or hospitality. We were drawn to the notion that Harold's was a true dive with an ornery owner.

We were also excited to get away from the touristy restaurants on the island, which seemed to be filled with "snowbirds" during our January visit. We were ready to eat with the locals... even if we risked being hollered at, by the owner.

Road Side Diner

I liked the looks of the place when we pulled up. It shared a parking lot with the gas station next door. It had a big old shade tree. It also had a welcoming OPEN sign. Just above the 4, orange letters, I read the words, Sorry We're, in small print. So sassy.

Like a Train Car

We made sure to arrive early, while things were still calm. We entered one of the 2 doors and found ourselves in a space, that felt like a cozy train car. There were 13 counter stools and 4 tiny tables beneath the windows. Later when it got crowded, there wasn't much room to walk between.

Behind the counter there were 3 people, swiftly gearing up for the expected lunch crowd. The woman with the ponytail, greeted us. She was all business, but she wasn't scary.

Stools and Rules

We bravely chose 2 stools at the counter, instead of a "safer" window-facing table. As soon as we were seated, the woman reminded Don to grab two order forms from the holder, near the door.

Don grabbed 2 sheets and I hopped up to take a couple quick cell phone pics... while the place was mostly empty. I made sure to photograph the Diner Rules, but didn't study them until later. The rules reminded us, that No Sissies were allowed... and to Leave when we were done!

Order Sheet

It was very clear that Harold's had a system for everything. I felt like I was taking a test when I checked the box for Grilled Cheese.

I was afraid I might get reprimanded for ordering less than $5. worth of food. So I added bacon for $2.25. Don whispered to me. "Don't forget to write your name at the bottom." Whew. I almost missed that. I am not the best test taker.

Guy at the Grill

The youngish guy at the griddle seemed focused on his cooking. Surely he wasn't one of the rude people mentioned in reviews. I liked his efficient technique, tossing the round balls of beef onto the griddle and flattening them. But when he suddenly turned and faced me spoke, I gulped. Was he the mean guy? He spoke fast and I couldn't hear over all the sizzling. I didn't want to risk it by asking, "What did you say?" So I just said, "I'll have some water please." He said nothing, but promptly brought me my drink.

"Eat Here or We Both Starve"

It was clear very quickly, which of the 3 was the grumpy owner that I'd read about. I didn't get a photo of him, because his constant frown was intimidating. However, he probably saw me in the mirror when I took this photo of the important words, "Eat Here or we both starve." Luckily I think he was in an extra bad mood and couldn't be bothered by acknowledging diners. We had read that "hurling insults" is his claim to fame... but he wasn't in a good enough mood for that.

Harold ... Chuck

Harold Smalls opened the diner in 1974. I have no idea a bout his character or how he ran the place, but Chuck is the owner, now. Chuck is the one with the reputation. He wasn't exactly pleasant during our visit, but at least he had a efficient system.

The 3 seemed to have their moves choreographed behind the counter. There was a lot of tossing, reaching, lifting, bending and dodging going on back there. At one moment Chuck darted over and dropped the cage of raw potatoes into the bubbling vat. Suddenly the diner was filled with smoke and sizzle and a high pitched sound came from somewhere. Don and I looked at each other, but everyone else ignored the screeching alarm. The sound disappeared, after the air cleared.

"Beth!"

Since I was seated right next to the line up of baskets, I should have been prepared to have my name shouted. But I was caught off guard and about fell off my stool when my name was hollered. I raised my hand like I was in school and I remembered to say thank you.

My grilled cheese with bacon was decent, but it did have the taste of a million foods cooked on the griddle. Don's burger was good, but the fries looked like they'd been heavily peppered. Maybe it was time for some fresh oil in the vat.

Lots to Read

Don and I ate our meal quietly. That seemed to be what everyone else was doing, since most were single workmen eating lunch. Chuck and his workers didn't converse either. It was odd. But there was lots to read. The snarky bumper stickers plastered all over the mirror, were pretty lame and dated. I didn't dare roll my eyes.

Cheap Fun

The food was greasy and the atmosphere wasn't exactly relaxing, but I was totally entertained, just watching the action behind the counter. I would be happy to return on a another day, to see Chuck hurl some insults. Maybe he's just grown too weary for all that feisty behavior.

I'm sure I could provoke a reaction, though. "Hey Chuck, would you mind posing in a photo with me?" Yikes. That's a scary thought.

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Backwoods Crossing - Tallahassee

2/20/2019

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Road Trip Stop in Florida

Last month, Don and I headed to South Carolina. I was frustrated when I saw the exits for Tallahassee, off I-10. We didn't have time to drive in and see the places I remember, from when my family lived there in the '70's. But we spotted this farm-style restaurant from the freeway. We made time for quick lunch.

Farm to Table

The farm to table term is used pretty loosely these days. But this restaurant was sitting on 4 acres, surrounded by gardens and chickens and a bayou behind. Even in January, the raised plots had some growth!

Growing Room

When we stepped in the front door, we spotted a young man watering plants in a room to the left. The words on the door said "The Nursery" which was kind of sweet. I felt like we should whisper.

I learned later that the growing room is where seedlings are tended, before they're moved to the nearby greenhouse.

Indoor Porches

We passed the Nursery and headed down the enclosed porch that wrapped around to the back. I loved the colorful red tractor painting. The empty waiting benches made me realize the huge parking lot probably gets very full at times.

Back Porch

The porch off the rear had lots of windows and a barn-like feel.

View

I liked the swamp view, which might look different in warmer months. The utensil display on burlap was clever.

Main Dining Area

The main dining room had a modern, homey feel, with some fun farm accents. The pine floors and bright veggie & dairy art, was pleasing to the eye. Best of all the place smelled good, which means a lot. Before Backroads Crossing opened, locals used to gather here at Stinky Fish Camp.

Upscale Feast

Our wonderful server Stacy, talked us through the menu. She explained how the offerings changes weekly, depending on what the garden inspires and what the local and regional farmers have available.

Don was mostly inspired by the burger options, on toasted sourdough bun. I stole plenty of fries!

Down Home Price

My "Toasted and Roasted Salad" was like dinner and dessert in one. Blackened beef tips, served on a bed of healthy greens, with roasted red peppers, toasted sunflower seed, bleu cheese crumbles and Rosemary bleu cheese dressing ... all for $11. It was pretty amazing.

Sweet Place

I liked the friendly vibe of this place. Hard to believe it's owned and run by two brothers, who happen to be about the ages of our own kids. Their mama must be proud.

Next time we pass through, maybe we'll have time to visit the chickens or wander through the garden... and drive into Tallahassee for a peek at my old house!

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K's Dairy Delite in Buena Vista, CO

2/18/2019

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Fast Food in Colorado

I'm doing a little throwback blogging today. It's been over 2 years since Don and I drove through Buena Vista and spotted this neon sign.

It's a chilly February day today and I'm dreaming of that yummy summertime lunch.

Since 1955

This cute little roadside joint has been sitting here, since before I was born. (barely) Originally it was named Goldbrick and Jerry's Fountain Goodies. A woman named Kay, bought the place in 1968. New owners in 2000, kept the name.

Windows

We placed our order at the walk up window. They didn't ask for a name. They just gave us a name and that amused me very much.

Next, we walked past the decorated windows, to the side door. Inside, I looked around while waiting to hear my new name being announced.

Tiny Space

There was a tiny eating area, with some wall amusements. There were colorful shapes on the wall, with words of wisdom. "One who runs behind a car gets exhausted." There was also a "Dot Your Spot" map.

Shadow Boxes

A few displays on the wall needed a little help. This one included some buttons, a building block and an empty bottle of garlic seasoning... carefully displayed behind a sheet of plastic. I could have made a few display contributions, if I'd cleaned a drawer or two before our trip.

Meryl Streep!

It was exciting for a split second to think my favorite actress was waiting on her order. But when Meryl Streep was called to pick up her order, she was a man.

While I waited on our order, I made a quick dash to the teeny tiny restroom, between the half-door and the kitchen. Not only was the cute little room, the size of an airplane restroom... it even had the handy little "occupied/vacant" announcement above the doorknob!

Order Ready For Ariel The Mermaid!

Our order was ready and our special name was called. If it hadn't been so busy, I would have asked as few questions.
Who came up with this playful plan for calling out orders? Do you ever have a customer who complains about the given name? Do you have customers who don't hear their name being called, because they forgot their new name? Is there a system for this name given or is it random?

There was no time for questions. We just grabbed our bag and lots of napkins and headed to one of the picnic tables at the nearby park.

Yum

Don's sloppy cheeseburger was yummy enough to remind us of Steak-N-Shake burgers back home. My chili cheese dog was equally messy and unhealthy and tasty. The huge cup of fries was piping hot and enough to share.

All good and worth waiting for.

Between Mountains and River

We will remember our K's lunch for a few reasons. Our fast food feast was yummy. The little building with neon sign, was fun. We had a mountain view from our table. We ate our K's food, in a park with a river and "snowing" cottonwood trees. Memorable!

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Adrift - A Tiki Bar in Colorado

2/18/2019

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Denver's Only Tiki Bar

Don and I had a Denver Tiki Adventure, in June 2017. Maybe it was the powerful cocktail that made me forget to add Adrift to the tiki list!

This is what I saw from our Uber, when we pulled up to the little bar on South Broadway. The gray brick and spotlighted sign, had no Polynesian flair at all.

Entrance

However, the entrance welcomed us with two grand carvings!

The door was propped open and we headed right in!

Let There Be Light!

I was delighted right away, because the interior was nicely lit! Don and I have had some crazy moments in dark tiki bars. When entering from daylight, it takes my old eyes minutes to adjust. There was no stumbling and no need for cellphone guidance, at Adrift. We headed for a seat where we had a view of the island village mural.

Rounded Booth

We slid into our avocado green booth and sighed at our surroundings. There were lovely tropical plants that we could actually see. There were carved faces, staring down at us...

There were blowfish lamps and bamboo walls and a cocktail menu full of tropical cocktails, all made with hand-squeezed juices.

Drinks

I made sure to order a cocktail that looked extra fun. My Rum Punch came in a proper tiki mug, with a few fruit garnishes. Don's Mai Tai looked less festive, but worked well with his outfit.

Drinks with a View

Our table allowed us to keep an eye on the bamboo bar and the people coming and going. It was too early for any wild people watching. I took in a little more scenery when I ventured to the restroom. I peeked at the back patio, which had some fun murals. The restroom was the cleanest I've seen, of any tiki bar!

Cheers!

Our tiki-time at Adrift didn't have any outlandish characters or creepy-crazy decor. We've had more memorable tiki bar experiences. But, this was probably the most relaxing, clean and comfortable of our tiki adventures. Cheers to that!

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