On the way to the cabin in
Phoenicia, New York we passed a small
Diner that sat isolated near the wood line. It was the only building on a long stretch of road about a mile or so outside the main town. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to return for a coffee the following day. I’ve always had a deep love of the classic American Diner and I try to visit them as often as I can. I managed to rope my mate
Kyle in for the mini road trip.
Upon arriving for our afternoon coffee we discovered that it was closed. Initially I thought it was abandoned but we later learned that it was simply closed for renovations. We took some pics and returned to the cabin. I thought I would post them here, kinda cool methinks.
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| Plenty of car space. |
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| Roadside Sign |
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| Diner or Horror Movie Set? |
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| Damn! Closed |
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| Diner & Sign. |
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| State Route 28 Beyond. |
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| Messy. |
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| Old Seating |
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| Workman’s Tools |
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| Rear of Diner Near Woodline. |
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| Closed |
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| Tire & Egg = Cool Roadside Sign. |
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| We’ll Be Back. |
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Colin Dempsey 
We'll be back!
I've always loved diners too, and not entirely sure why. Southern diner breakfast is my favorite comfort meal, but you already know that.
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Ha, I do!
I think it's because they're not part of a chain/franchise. Each one has it's own unique culture and atmosphere.
They also seem to be filled with great characters – staff and patrons.
Love them.
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Yeah, and I'm likely romanticizing them, but people just talk and be themselves.
Characters, definitely. We used to eat at a Denny's after concerts or late night shenanigans in Tulsa. The place was the most fun after 2 a.m. Drunks, bikers, late-night haunters. Wonderful.
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Agreed, they're a much over-looked but important part of American culture that I hope never fades away.
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