Mary and I survived Road Trip DC, mostly thanks to the generosity of others and the kindness of strangers. While we can't invite everyone we met to sleep on our floors and futons (at least not all at once), we can pass along the favor by giving a shout out to the diners and restaurants that fed us well on the way.
Steak N Shake in Elkhart, Indiana:
Yeah, good old Steak N Shake. Not much to say about the food, but we were treated so well here. They gave us bibs and crayons and funny paper hats and kept us in coffee. So thanks for the hospitality. It was more than we could have ever hoped for from a chain diner off the turnpike.
Summit Diner in Somerset, Pennsylvania:
Somerset is called the city of signs. Or maybe it's the city of many signs. I forget which. The Summit Diner has a distinct pink and green snake-shaped neon sign rising like a beacon to hungry girls who've been trapped in a car for too long. The food here was classic diner and ridiculously good. Mary said, "This Reuben is better than any Reuben I've had in Chicago!" High praise from Mary.
The best part about the Summit Diner was that they treated us like rock stars. Maybe people don't go on meandering road trips any more, or maybe only boys do that sort of thing, or maybe it's just that nobody does that sort of thing in December. But our waitress was totally into what we were doing and told all the other patrons about us, and the next thing you know, we're laughing and smiling and telling everyone about the Duquesne Incline. Thank you, Summit Diner! We had a fabulous time at your counter.
More shout-outs to follow...
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