The Neighborhood Diner

Naugahyde-covered booths
and chairs in deep red color
adorned the diner interior.
Murals on the wall painted

by local artists depicted
the home town high school
team, the Bees. Baldwinsville’s
finest fare offered 24/7.

Steeped in the 50s and complete
with juke boxes at each booth
play the hits of yesteryear.
Formica table tops with baskets

filled with condiments; napkins.
Young and old and in between congregate
at this diner for food and conversation.
I spread orange marmalade on toast.

When it is crowded, we sit at the
counter just like the old
five and dime store ones.
Our attentive waitress

pours frequent refills of
delicious Paul de Lima
coffee which began making
the brew more than 100 years

ago. Today, a neighbor and
I went to the B’ville Diner
for breakfast and good company.
Prices are right; food is good.

For a brief time, we are treated
as family. We smile at the children
and share a few laughs.
Small town America at its best.

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22 Responses to The Neighborhood Diner

  1. Remembering those days… 🙂 Have a great weekend, Mary Ann! xo

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  2. What a marvelous breakfast!

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  3. Annika Perry says:

    This is just what I imagine a diner should be like!! I love the retro feel to it and your uncomplicated joy. When in New York I insisted on going to a diner (I think I was effectively reared by American TV shows)! A great experience and I loved every moment apart from the fact that the waitress and I could not understand a single word we each were saying!! My friend had to ‘translate’!! Lovely photos and sharing of good memories, Mary Ann. Wishing you a lovely weekend…the sun is shining here so my spirits are high! 😀🌺

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    • Thank you for your insightful and lovely comment. Diners anywhere tell a story of the community. Glad the sun is shining. With an average of 330 days of clouds annually, I celebrate the sun. It does improve the spirits. Funny about not being understood when both of you were speaking English! I continue with your short stories. Your writing craft is wonderful. So glad you published the short stories.

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      • Annika Perry says:

        And I’m enjoying reading your poems…I had to smile at you and your two-year-old sister heading off a couple of miles to your grandmother without your mother’s knowledge!! Those were the days!

        Seriously, that is a lot of cloudy days…no wonder you celebrate the sun. Hope you get lots of holidays to sunny places!!

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      • It makes me so happy that you are enjoying my life through my poetry. Yes, that adventure to Nana Mooney would have me gasping as a parent today. Those were indeed the days of outdoor play all day long. I can only imagine what my mother thought when she got that phone call from her mother and had to walk there and back. We were unharmed from the adventure. Today’s parents would take a different viewpoint. My Seattle sister averages the same number of cloudy days per year. You can only imagine my happiness to spend two glorious weeks in Sedona in the constant sun and blue skies of Arizona. I love the Southwest for that very reason. Some of your stories surprise me. I want to savor all before commenting on any of them. I do think the short story is your forte. You have a knack for telling the story via your characters. Wow, but you are good at that!

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      • Annika Perry says:

        ❤️❤️ Jusf Reading these brief thoughts have me smiling! Thank you! Thinking of you and your lack of sun a today it was a beautiful sunny day, quite warm and we went out for four mile river walk, through the meadows before exploring a cathedral!

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      • Oh, how lovely a walk for you. Actually it has warmed up today to the mid-40s and sunny so we just came back from a walk by our lake but certainly not the length of yours. People always say hello to others along the way. I like that friendly way of greeting strangers. I only walked for about 45 min. and am out of practice. I don’t walk on ice and snow anymore either.

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  4. balroop2013 says:

    How we love the old times and songs…some of the favorite places evoke beautiful memories and we feel at home! Sounds like you had a lovely morning with sumptuous breakfast! Small towns are indeed the best Mary Ann…as nice as your poetry. 🙂 Stay blessed!

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    • Thank you for the insightful comment. We have many suburbs in the vicinity, and each has the feel of small town America. My poetry is written from the heart and soul. I am glad you enjoyed it. Blessings to you. oxox

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  5. I need a good neighborhood diner. I used to like the local Starbucks but they got too darn political. Coffee and politics–I don’t think so.

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    • The particular diner I wrote about has specially processed coffee tailor made for them. It is delicious with free refills. I don’t think I mentioned that seniors get a discount all the time and on all menus. I agree on Starbucks. I almost stopped going there but I love the Americanos. I am able to get one week’s supply of espressos free with my rewards – yes, I am a valued customer and like the folks there. I like to think there are still some reasonable people in the world. Check to see if Paul de Lima coffee is available where you are. In Arizona I purchased a brand called Matador which our daughter loved. Good luck in your search for non-political coffee and conversation.

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  6. bernard25 says:

    Bonjour ou Bonsoir MON AMIE

    A ceux qui sont joyeux, je dis bonjour et bonne semaine

    continuez de vous réjouir, la vie est faite pour cela

    A ceux qui sont tristes, je dis bonjour et souriez, la vie est belle

    Le dimanche est fait pour voir la vie en rose

    se dire que la vie est un recommencement

    que tout recommence, que tout revient

    A ceux qui traversent des épreuves , je dis bonjour, tenez bon,

    espérez en des jours meilleurs

    espérez toujours, gardez le cap

    Courage, soyez fort

    Gros bisous.

    Bernard

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    • Cher Bernard, tes paroles d’encouragement sont une source de bonheur pour beaucoup de gens, j’en suis sûr. Merci pour ce commentaire sur mon blog sur le Diner de quartier. J’espère que l’inondation de la Seine ne vous affectera pas. L’eau est une source de guérison mais aussi de destruction en cas d’inondation. Puissiez-vous passer une merveilleuse semaine. Votre amie blogueuse Mary Ann

      Dear Bernard, your words of encouragement are a source of happiness to many people, I am sure. Thank you for such a lovely comment on my blog post about the Neighborhood Diner. I hope the flooding of the Seine does not affect you. Water is a source of healing but also destruction when flooding occurs. May you have a wonderful week. Your blogger friend Mary Ann

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  7. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    I LIKE THIS STYLE! RUNNING COMMENTARY ARRANGED INTO STANZAS. 🙂

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    • Thanks and if you do, I suggest you get my book which is a poetic memoir with such stanzas and photos. Under the “about the author” section, you should be able to find links on Amazon. Or simply put my name on Amazon, and the book title will appear: A Past Worth Telling.

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  8. I like writings about daily life. I do that myself, using mostly a limerick format. Good job! When’s another new post coming?

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