We love art deco diners. I recall as a kid going to the old diner near our church in West Taghkanic, NY. The link sausages there were the best I've ever eaten, or that's how I remember it, anyway. In Herndon, VA we ate at Amphora's Diner Deluxe, which has a reputation, and deserves it. The Greek food there is great, and so is everything else. Before we went in to eat we admired and took photos of the exterior.
And I got funny looks just inside the door when I photographed the dessert cases. You have to admit, they're amazing. The desserts were amazing to eat, as well. We had three different desserts and spread them around: a deadly chocolate dessert, of course, lemon meringue pie, a diner standard, and baklava, in honor of the Greek cuisine that is Amphora's specialty.
Later in the trip we ate in Tysons (it was on the way back to our hotel from our stop on the orange line of the Metro) at an old favorite, the Silver Diner. It's not as beautiful as the Amphora, and it might not be authentic art deco, but we still like it, and we have memories from this place.
>>>> Appendix de Grenouille <<<< When I look at Smiley's damaged grin, and pierced face, and see that yet he smiles, I am wondering if he is ignorant or wise. How can he continue unflinchingly to register cheer when there is so much gloom and life has taken a toll on him? Is he unaware? Or does he know something deeper, something we should all be seeking?
Et moi, I believe these other smileys have reason to wink. They are trying to tell something to all of us, but we must each work it out for ourselves. Where is joy? Is it far from us or always within reach? And if we find it, will it be walled off from the rest of our life, or will we, as DivaJood said in comment, "Bring it all out into the light," tres bon et tres mal, the work and the play, the mundane and the art.