daugen
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Check, that's gorgeous and even cooler to be reflected off the water
I think I could sit there for a long time looking at that view.
Buckeye, the New Hope Diner has been pretty bad since I was a kid here.
never known for good food, and pretty bad coffee too.
Not like the diners in NJ at the big circles or even in Northern Philadelphia.
But it was all we have had. Where at age 16 just after I was allowed to drive after midnight I came in for
fries and brown gravy at 2am during the winter of 1966. I was tired, but didn't want to go home, had been bussing tables at Odettes Restaurant since
11am until almost 2 in the morning. Fries and gravy. They didn't even have good onion rings.
But I didn't know any better. I just knew the folks in that diner were really amazing, compared to what I normally saw off secluded on our farm.
First, the occupancy of the booths was at least 50 percent gay, 20 percent other/scratch your head, and the rest of us straights.
What a place to grow up. And I never had an issue since after three wives I'm still pretty sure I know what I like...
But I'm 16 and wide eyed sitting towards the back and watching the human show. Very comedic/fun; lot of restaurants got off work the same time and
most went to the diner or some other place. One group was fairly loud, yes a few folks who I also described as "flamers".
It was part theatre, but always meant to be fun. When the waitress came around to take their order,
the one guy stood up from his table and with a loud swish and point, he proclaimed to the the blonde guy
at another table I want that one on toast!
The entire restaurant cracked up
I laugh about that to this day, part of what made my home town colorful. And with the orientation to the NYC theatre crowd, it was
upscale colorful and very safe. Gay folks wanted a safe place to live, this was always a tolerant community.
So they came out of NYC and Northern NJ and started settling here. Just like my Grandfather did years before
I think I could sit there for a long time looking at that view.
Buckeye, the New Hope Diner has been pretty bad since I was a kid here.
never known for good food, and pretty bad coffee too.
Not like the diners in NJ at the big circles or even in Northern Philadelphia.
But it was all we have had. Where at age 16 just after I was allowed to drive after midnight I came in for
fries and brown gravy at 2am during the winter of 1966. I was tired, but didn't want to go home, had been bussing tables at Odettes Restaurant since
11am until almost 2 in the morning. Fries and gravy. They didn't even have good onion rings.
But I didn't know any better. I just knew the folks in that diner were really amazing, compared to what I normally saw off secluded on our farm.
First, the occupancy of the booths was at least 50 percent gay, 20 percent other/scratch your head, and the rest of us straights.
What a place to grow up. And I never had an issue since after three wives I'm still pretty sure I know what I like...
But I'm 16 and wide eyed sitting towards the back and watching the human show. Very comedic/fun; lot of restaurants got off work the same time and
most went to the diner or some other place. One group was fairly loud, yes a few folks who I also described as "flamers".
It was part theatre, but always meant to be fun. When the waitress came around to take their order,
the one guy stood up from his table and with a loud swish and point, he proclaimed to the the blonde guy
at another table I want that one on toast!
The entire restaurant cracked up
I laugh about that to this day, part of what made my home town colorful. And with the orientation to the NYC theatre crowd, it was
upscale colorful and very safe. Gay folks wanted a safe place to live, this was always a tolerant community.
So they came out of NYC and Northern NJ and started settling here. Just like my Grandfather did years before
