The Diner.

Somewhere along the trip with Mike (probably while we were on a train somewhere and starving) I told him about American small town diners. He couldn't wait to try so last night after workMcKay and Max joined us and we went to the Stubbs & Lauras Diner right herein Windsor. It's 5 minutes down the road and as we arrived at 6:30PM, there were lotsof cars in the park (good sign). More good signs upon entrance: blue walls,small space, a chalkboard with specials of Homemade Macaroni & Cheese, and homemade breads, random framed Maxfield Parrish prints (an incredible American artist from the area) whom I really really like.

McKay and I took the lead on this one ordering those things onemust try at a new diner,Chocolate Milkshake. Mike caught right on when he ordered the Bacon Cheeseburger but opted for the Breakfast all day option and got aBacon, Egg, Cheese Biscuit (a weakness) and some homefries (how long since I have seen that word?). McKay, having been to the other diner in town, ascertained that the french fries weren't as good but the burger was better. Good stuff.

Max seemed to have a great time crawling over Mike and along the booth and then he really enjoyed a chocolate icecream with sprinkles.We had a good 10 minutes of uninterrupted conversation as Max ate thewhole thing! As we left Max told the waitress, "Hey, Thanks for the dinner!" I would agree with Max on that one.