Saturday, July 19, 2025

Diner Bogoshipeoyo

Sunday Morning Diner Cravings πŸ₯“☕🍳

Sunday morning.
Beautiful.
A summer's morning that reminds me of being awake early as a kid in Michigan City.
I think church and diner breakfast.
So I go to YouTube, intent on watching some diner fare.

But to my horror 😱 the search does not deliver lovingly reviewed diner breakfasts but a punk complaining that there isn't a choice of coffees at Denny's and IHOP.

What is this mishugena??

I scroll more. All this DDD crap.
Can't stand him.
Few creators on diners. Jamie Oliver suggesting vegetarian food.
WTH?!
Has RFK hacked the YouTube algorithm not allowing views of unhealthy food?

I click a Mashable to tell me about best breakfast diners in NYC.
First up is . . . Denny's again.
Getting panned again.
And an annoying voiceover to boot.

Do people not know no one goes to Denny's by choice unless it is the middle of the night and you're drunk off your butt?? 😡‍πŸ’«
Very disappointed.

So the next vid I click is LA diners.
I'm looking for long vids of deliciousness to eat vicariously in my mind.
The memories. The greasy deliciousness that I cannot partake of in Korea.

I can't cook a decent diner breakfast.
Bacon here is . . . different.
Breakfast sausage? I'd literally have to make my own.
Eggs. I can't cook eggs for the life of me.
I have no toaster nor a coffee maker.
Hashbrowns. I can get those McDonald-like ones, but not loose potato shavings that I can crisp up.

And have you ever made your own hashbrowns? A nightmare and TOO LONG! 😀

The LA dudes start strong. Huevos Rancheros.
Not my diner fare growing up in the Midwest, but reminds me of an amazing diner breakfast I had in Albuquerque on Route 66 one summer.

Biscuits and gravy. Again, not a fav, but nostalgic.
I can remember serving this up at Howard's in junior high.
Howie made his own B&G. It was popular.

A hamsteak. Again, not my favorite but it's been so long since I've seen or eaten ham like that that it looks good!

10 minutes in and THEY ARE STILL TALKING about this one place, this one diner.
This video is supposed to be about best in LA.
The view is only about 18 minutes.
And 10 minutes in and we still talking about one diner.

Is LA so poor that there are so few diners for breakfast?
Is there really that much to say about a couple dishes at a diner?
It is not gourmet fare.

Who has that much to say about diner food?
I guess I do πŸ˜‚
But I’m more angsting about aging and the algorithm,
cuz I do remember a time of YouTube diner breakfast porn
that I was able to search for and enjoy.

Now. What is this crap?
Does no one understand the concept of diner brekkie anymore?
This seems like a lifestyle change in America that I can't get behind. πŸ™…‍♀️πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ


I remember going to Lindo's after church with my parents.
It was a big deal.
One of the only meals in a week that we ate at a restaurant.

Burger Chef on Friday evenings, to go, though.
And Sunday morning breakfast at a local place.

There were several Greek-owned restaurants that served diner breakfast.
Minos, Picadilly.

But by junior high, 8th grade, I had a job
and was working Saturday and Sunday mornings at Howard's Restaurant,
a diner of renown for the fishermen going out on Lake Michigan.
The folks coming in after church.

In high school, I worked at Picadilly
which also had the diner breakfast crowd, especially on weekends.


Diner breakfast.

Two eggs. Any way you like 'em.
But really the serving has to be that of 4 eggs.

Meat.
Selection is best if you have a choice of both sausage patties or links.
And other choices: bacon, ham, steak, corned beef hash.

Hashbrowns.
Best are like a casserole, slightly creamy in the middle,
and the tendrils of stringy potatoes on the outside get crisp crisp crisp.
NO onions or peppers, please.
And no home fries for me.

Toast.
Back in the day it was a choice of white, wheat or rye.
I liked white with grape jelly and was always so disappointed if there was only mixed fruit jelly.
At Howard's for a while we had orange marmalade.

Coffee.
Diner coffee.
I don't know how to explain it.

Rich. Delicious.
Always good any way:
☕ Black.
☕ With sugar.
☕ With milk.
☕ With cream.
☕ With the faux creamers like International Foods hazelnut.
☕ Or with mini cups of half and half.


Pancakes could be switched out for toast.
I like pancakes once in a blue moon, but am not overly fond.

But the advent of waffles – Belgian waffles – with pecans? πŸ§‡
What a concept. Delightful.

And I prefer the sausage patties.
And add a little maple syrup to them too, please. 🍁


And I haven’t even begun my lifelong obsession and attachment to Waffle House.
Or my New Orleans times at the Hummingbird Cafe.


This is nostalgia.
This is identity.
This is memory.
This is breakfast. πŸ₯šπŸ₯“πŸž☕

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