This was my first diner. I was about two months old when my parents visited it (me in tow) in 1991. Did those early experiences somehow lead me down this path of coffee, scrapple and neon? One can only speculate.
Here’s a comparison with a ’60s postcard and a view from today. The diner was built in 1932, most likely an on-site construction. It’s a barrel roof diner, later remodeled with a stucco and brick exterior, shed roof, knotty pine interior and a (now missing) glass brick counter.