Saturday evening, on a whim we took a ride to The Agawam Diner for what may be the best damn pie this side of the moon.
Unchanged since 1954, other than the sign, which was a bit of a surprise.
Seeburgs at every table (except for the one driectly behind us...I'm hoping it was just out for repairs) although they are filled with things like Nicklefudge, Coldback, or whatever the kids listen to today.
Still, every town should be so lucky.
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so rad. but that sign is ghey.
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