NYC Day 1 - Lunch

I woke up sometime around 11:30 as we were just parking beside a diner in a town somewhere. Inside, it was a pretty traditional-looking place with a counter and stools and neon lights, and there were some regular tables also. The interior decor had a theme of Teddy Bear. I suppose one could say it was pretty adorable, but at the same time it was rather creepy. They were all shades of brown or white, covered in what was probably decades' worth of dust, piled on various shelves and other surfaces or stuffed into hanging baskets. Some had clothes and accessories, others did not. None of them looked particularly happy, or loved. Hard to do, I suppose, when you've been stuck in the same place place for years, soaking in the grease and smells of the diner and silently observing the comings and goings of people who either ogled at the novelty or couldn't care less. It gave the diner a bit of an incongruous feel, as thought a child's playhouse had been wrapped around a trucker's rest stop, then filled with the town's uniformly plump locals.


Speaking of plump, the food probably deserved to go on http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/. So greasy and fattening! Even the salad came with twice as much dressing as I thought it really needed, and contained a generous helping of meat. I can think of a few people who would be pretty happy to find meat in their salad, but together with onions and tomatoes and peppers and slices of processed cheese, it seemed to me like a burger or something pretending to be a salad. Which is a little awkward...