I just had this long string of emails with Mr. B about where to have dinner tonight, and it started with him saying "want to go to that diner-y place?" and me saying "which one?" and we back-and-forthed trying to figure out what the heck this diner-y place was and it turns out that the restaurant, all along, was Diner. The restaurant called "Diner."

Not sure if this is a Who's On First moment, or a Thank God I Majored In Philosophy moment. Both?


Marcin said...

I kind of miss New York. Possibly if I had to make up bundles of documents there, I would miss it less.

Cunning_Linguist said...

I've been there if memory serves. Good food. Not pretentious and a bit on the rustic side. I like that. Good for the belly and the soul.