Bob’s Diner

In the quaintest little strip mall in Henrietta, just a short, peaceful stroll down the lane from the DMV…

“Everything about this place says ‘no,’ but the food says ‘yes'”
– a damn genius (a.k.a Dave)

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Anarcho-primitivists eat at Bob’s

Here’s the Section About the Menu:

 

Here’s the Section About Food:

Pat won the shred game. He got the waitress to say the word “shred,” or some variation thereof.

Bo had his real maple syrup. Bo needs a holster for that syrup. Fastest syrup bottle in the West.

Blueberry pancakes, butter atop.

 

Bob’s Sandwich: a rye bread breakfast sandwich. No sides. Sides are for suckers. The menu description does not do the sandwich justice. It does a good job of articulating the material ingredients, but leaves off the important details (namely, the butter-infused, grilled rye bread that tastes better than any rye bread you’ve ever had – or will ever have again).

 

Breakfast sandwich with shred potatoes.

 

The cheese was “just melted enough,” or possibly “not over-melted.” I can’t remember the exact phrasing. Lordy, I wish there were tapes.

 

Here’s the Section About Ambiance:

The coffee bar comprises a lonely coffee maker.

 

Some think the ceiling is “too 70’s.” Such people are unaware of the proto-Indo European root “kan-,” meaning “to sing,” which evolved into the Latin canere and carmen (“song, verse, enchantment, religious formula”) and thence into the Old French charme and, finally, into the Modern English “charm,” meaning a small item worn to avert evil, the third most massive of all quarks, or, here, having a pleasing quality or an irresistible power to please and attract.

 

Left: red hot. Left, foreground: some kind of hot sauce, not sure which brand. Right: One of those ShadowBirds came to life and began speaking to us in riddles with the combined voices of our dead ancestors.

 

This is what a diner looks like.
The third most massive of all the quarks.

 


Don’t Miss: The plain ol’ breakfast sandwich. Crunchy and chewy and salty and umami in all the right places.

Pro Tip: Sneak a round of archery in before work at the indoor range next door.

Pro Tip #2: Come here before the DMV opens so you don’t have to wait in line like a sucker.

2 thoughts on “Bob’s Diner”

  • Pat’s Potato Pondering: I love the option for homefries vs. hashbrowns, what a time to be alive with all these choices! However, Bob’s opportunity to bring their potato game to a new level was squandered by the lack of seasoning. They made the potatoes perfectly crispy (which is really hard to do!) and then decided that a little salt is all I need for my potato experience on a Thursday morning. Some of you may say “Pat, you can put salt and pepper on your potatoes yourself, you should really let this go.” To them I say “Oh really, Aaron?! I’ll add the salt and pepper? How about I butter my own toast? Pour my own coffee? How about I just cook the entire meal?”

    That being said it was a very pleasant meal. Hope to return soon.

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