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Welcome back! I invite you to take a seat at my table. I took a break from sharing with you but now I am able to devote more time to reading about your memories and sharing mine with you. Let’s revisit our memories about our favorite diners. What if you could have lunch today in your…
Who’s Coming to your Thanksgiving Table This Year?
Next Thursday I’m going to have a Sunday breakfast, make a nice fire and settle in for a day of solitude while making a new batch of food memories. Calling up food memories from the past is bound to uncomfortable or even painful. Making new memories will be, for the first time, ordering dinner out,…
Another Time and Place: The Turndale Diner on Hempstead Turnpike in Farmingdale, New York. The time is my 1960’s childhood shared with an extended family who loved food and good conversation.
What if you could have lunch today in your favorite diner, where would you go, and what would you order? Who would you invite to join you and what would you talk about? In my food memories, I’m having lunch at the Turndale Diner, and I tell Bea, the smiling waitress who always had a…
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Thanks for your response. Is there anyone you would like to have lunch with at your favorite dinner?
Thanks for your response. Is there anyone you would like to have lunch with at your favorite dinner?
Great post! Thanks for sharing!
Thanks for the memory of my dear Father and his Turndale Diner. My own favorite was the “small steak” with…
Mike, It’s wonderful to hear from you. I wish you and Fran and your wonderful family a Happy Thanksgiving. It’s…
Stories From Around The Table 
spent many a day at the Turndale diner; I loved the chilli and crackers. Always enjoyed spinning the seats at the counter waiting for Uncle Harry or Aunt Tessie to come from out back and talk with me. I sometimes “helped” in the back drying the dishes! Love this and will pass it on
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Shared memories double the feeling of belonging and looking at the past with a smile and a glance…..
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My memories are of the Weequahic Diner in Newark. We would go every Wednesday night for dinner. Even as a kid, my favorite dinner was Lobster Thermidor, not your typical diner food, but the Weequahic was not your typical diner. The owners, Morris and Leo, would always come toy u table to see how the meal was. My father always told them it was terrible…my mother would always say he was kidding… and Morris or Leo would still always get upset. How much could he have disliked the food since we went weekly for at least 12 years that I remember all thru school. When I came home from GW on college break, it was the first place I wanted to go out to eat. Unfortunately, like a lot of Newark of my past, it is no more…but the memories linger on. I am now in the Seattle area and I would kill for a good diner!
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I too have great memories of the Weequahic Diner in Newark and its more upscale sister, the Claremont Diner in Montclair New Jersey. But I have memories of another place. I’m not even exactly sure where it was. But sometimes when my father was making a business call on one of his customers ( he was a pharmaceutical salesman), he would take me with him to Torchy’s Diner. He and I would always sit at the counter and eat the same thing. Torchy’s made the best meatloaf and it was served on toasted rye bread. My dad emphasized that you were never to eat meatloaf in a restaurant other than Torchy’s, and it took me many years to get over that ban! I’m not sure it was the cooking. I think the true thing that made it special was my time with my dad, but I’ve never had meatloaf as good as Torchy’s.
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