It’s the kind of place you go on a Saturday. You know the place. A small bell, attached to the top of the door rings when you open it, local newspapers are strategically and invitingly placed on empty tables and two waitresses serve the same daily breakfast specials (with slight variation) you’ve eaten since…. well… forever. Casual dress is best, ponytails and baseball hats are the standard.
Coffee is .89 cents. Oatmeal is $1.00. Leaving no tip is a criminal offense and the unspoken price of admission is (a-hem) news. Not world news. Not political news. Not entertainment news. YOUR NEWS. Tidbits you pass along casually, as if you didn’t know it was expected. I mean, how else would the diner-information-superhighway and thus the small town gossip/rumor mill perpetuate itself, if not for the very local-est of local news?
Welcome to the Sunrise Café. A virtual pillar in our community. Serving the best $2.00 breakfast and hottest local news in town since I was sixteen … and celebrating my love for vintage everything, I thought you might like to share breakfast with me … I do hope you like oatmeal.