Past tattered MAGA flags and egg stands and bait shops lies an old train car. Perched on stilts over the Kennebec River. Narrow as a Kleenex box. High-backed wooden booths, bathed in the fluorescent glow of a school cafeteria. Teal and chrome stools at the lunch counter. A poster for summer theatre.
The freckled waitress, humming along to Pink Floyd’s “Wish You Were Here,” hands me a laminated menu. “Here’s your homework!”
Behind her, a framed black-and-white photo and newspaper story hailing the diner as Maine’s most modernistic. Thick slabs of bacon on my grilled Gruyère and caramelized onion sandwich.
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Korean BBQ sliders! Yum!
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