The other day, I found myself - unsurprisingly - in a diner.  I had some time to kill, and needed some lunch.  One cheesesteak-and-fries later, I was on my way. There's something...comforting about diners.  About greasy spoons in general.  It's easy to anticipate the menu - generally, if not specifically.  I can choose between burgers, … Continue reading I’ll have…