One of my friends is a waitress at the diner and I ask that we are seated in her section. She prides herself on knowing customers drink orders and other details. I am brought an unsweetened iced tea. Crisp, clean and certainly one of my favorites.
A diner menu can be intimidating to say the least. They can be volumes of choices and most times all choices are available all day. Do I want breakfast, lunch, an appetizer, a salad...
I leave the menu closed and force myself to chose from the single page of lunch specials.
My younger son opts for a classic Reuben.
I begin with the New England Clam Chowder. I have to say the soup tasted far better than the photograph portrays it. Even in person, the appearance did not match the flavor. The broth was the right consistency with a garlic background, the clams were sweet and tender with soft potatoes.
My friend and I chat a bit when she can in between bringing orders, to-go boxes and drink refills. We make a tentative plan to eat at a Mexican restaurant I have not yet tried.
Fish and Chips - a blue plate special. The three of us talk for a minute about Christmas and for my friend it was a crazy few days with her children and grandchildren that left her a little shell shocked between hearing, "Grandma," over and over to picking them up and playing and just the overall atmosphere of small children - holiday overload. Our holiday was spread out over time with far less hustle and bustle than usual. In fact, it took 4 different visits for us to be able to see most of our extended family and we are still making plans to finish seeing friends.
Back to the fish and chips - funny thing is all of the elements to make the meal just a bit better were certainly within reach. I diced up the pickle and added it to my tartar sauce, I removed the lemon slice from my iced tea and squeezed the juice onto the fish, an extra shake or two of salt and I was happy.
Of course free dessert is included with the special, but I have to take my order of rice pudding to go. I am off to the grocery store with a full belly and my younger son. Hugs all around as we head off into the cold. Living in and growing up in a fairly small town does indeed leave me feeling Fed Well.