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Two things we did not see as we as we entered the unassuming restaurant on a brisk Tuesday morn: crabs and a man named Dan (no crabs because, well, it was breakfast, and no […]
Looking for a plain ol’ diner down at the edges of civilisation? Look no further! They have pancakes and omelette aplenty. They have peach pie and coffee galore. You want Christmas songs? They got [insert […]
“Breakfast is always better with Guns & Roses” – a damn gen- wait, no, Dave. It was Dave who said that. Blades is new-ish. Although if you tell an old-timer that you’re going there, afore […]
West Brighton. What madness took me there. Bo ordered pumpkin pancakes, not pictured, and a cup of coffee. Bo decided to sit at the counter so that we could be CounterFolk. Dave arrived shortly thereafter […]
Up and autumn! The season was once called “Harvest,” until “Autumn” began to replace it in the mid-15th Century. “Autumn” is a bit of a mysteryword; according to the online etymology dictionary, it comes from […]
“We should eat donuts in the ‘falls.” –Bo “Then I’ll meet you in the ‘falls.” –Dave And that’s how we wound up at Honeoye Falls Market Place at 7:00 AM. For those not in the […]
In the midnight blue pre-dawn, down Route 31 You will find Pittsford Wegmans, selling pumpkins (1 ton) Head left, towards the bakery, the auto doors swish You are wise; you’ll soon have your pas-ter-y wish There’s […]
“Only the knife knows what goes on in the heart of a pumpkin” – a damn genius or, in another country, where they talk like Yoda apparently: “the heart of the pumpkin (auyama) is only […]
“Greg ruins Xonuts,” mused Dave. “He always ruins it. Every time he comes, we have a bad experience. Remember Tonuts? Remember [name of other diner redacted]?” Bo concurred. “You know, you’re right. We shouldn’t invite […]
“It’s always a beautiful day with sriracha in your face and an apple in your craw.” It’s an expression!! We came to Hart’s on a gray morning (elsewhere in the world, it would have been […]