For some reason, I've had it in my head that this diner was more steak-house like. After my initial double-take over the super-informal decor, I moneyed up to the counter and put in an order. Raz and I were doing lunch on Independence Day before my usual swing-shift. Raz and I are both in professions that can't stop for holidays, so we are super grateful when we find restaurants that can accommodate our unforgiving schedules. That we were having good local comfort food surrounded by an amazing gallery of our local veterans and memorabilia of their service on Independence Day felt really fitting.

Now about that food. For some reason, don't ask me why, Raz had never managed to try Philly Chesesteak before. Since many posts raved about it, we went for it. Turns out he doesn't actually like cheesesteak. I'm not complaining, though, because that meant the entire toasted hoagie with its mound of mildly spicy, cheesy, steaky goodness was mine. As cheesesteaks go, it was well executed, and that toasted hoagie stood up well hours later when I finally got to finish it between crisis calls at work.

The Ironwood spuds we also tried didn't survive long enough to be dinner leftovers. We split the potatoes, cheese, chile, and things, that I initially ordered, and you could practically see yourself in the plate underneath since we polished off the food so thoroughly. 

It's nice to know we have a local diner, and since this place is a 5 minute drive, we're guaranteed to be back in from time to time.