I like Denny’s. The food is usually good if not great. The restaurants are clean. The staff is (usually) friendly, fast, and helpful. You can have an adequate meal at Denny’s for less than the same food would cost you at McDonald’s. Lately, I have been noticing a lot of Denny’s have been refurbished, and redecorated with photographs and posters celebrating their past.
Consider this blog a kind of museum. I have taken a lot of pix in and around Denny’s over the last few years, and I’m just going to throw them into this blog. This is an online museum of Denny’s. If you have anything to contribute, send it to me in email (firstname.lastname@example.org), and if it is worthy, it will also go into this museum.
THE KEN WING OF DENNY’S (mostly in Phoenix, Arizona)
Parking lot @ 35th Ave. & Bethany Home in Phoenix–this the typical Denny’s look.
Slamtastic breakfast–my favorite.
Pancakes are what Denny’s does best.
The photo that inspired this blog–taken at breakfast on Sunday morning, Oct. 26, 2014. God only knows when the original photo was taken–sometime before the age of color photography.
Ad posters for Denny’s
The Face of Breakfast at Denny’s.
Denny’s connection to Marilyn Monroe (real name Norma Jeane Mortenson)
The next 2 shots come from a Denny’s that I found by accident in Santa Ana, California on a trip to Los Angeles for my birthday in April 2014. This is the only Denny’s I’ve ever found that didn’t have the typical roadside coffee shop look.
Front door rock garden.
This blog is a work in progress. I’m going to publish it now, but reserve the right to expand it whenever I get good material to add.
If you have any good pix or stories about Denny’s, why not send them to me? Maybe they will wind up here in the Denny’s online museum. Heh!
not the end . . .
On Sunday, October 19, 2014 I took a short day trip with my brother Brian in the direction of Gila Bend, Arizona. Gila Bend is a small town that exists chiefly to support local farmers and some of the energy companies that have solar farms and gas-driven power plants in the area. The town was founded in 1872 and got its name from the fact that the Gila River makes an almost 90 degree turn nearby. In fact, Brian and I went first to the Gila River near the Gillespie Dam–it’s a jungle out there. Beware of mosquitoes.
But the true destination of our quest was the Space Age Cafe. The decor is interesting. The food is about like Denny’s (not quite as good imho), but you’re not going there for fine dining. You’re going for the kitsch experience. Like many small towns on highways to nowhere, Gila Bend is full of kitschy things if you keep your eyes open. I should return some day and really celebrate some of the other features, but right now, here is the Space Age Cafe.
The cafe is on the main drag through town, and parking is perilous.
Space doors. Note the shaded entrance. In summer metal doors like this would be too hot to touch in this part of Arizona.
I have been to the future, and it’s a lot like now.
The Enterprize has picked up some alien hitchhikers.
Brian is glad to get away from the riverbottom mosquitoes.
What’s for breakfast?
The coffee was weak, but the mugs were pretty cool.
And that concludes another adventure to the Outer Limits (of Arizona).
If you’ve ever been to Gila Bend, or have eaten breakfast inside a flying saucer, why not leave a comment?
I don’t always go walking along mosquito-infested river parks, or through desert mountains. Sometimes I like to wander along the decaying streets of the inner city–especially in small towns like Glendale. I needed a walk this morning, and thought that downtown Glendale is a colorful place. However, my camera wasn’t working–it seems to be kind of touchy, and I even had some difficulty getting my cellphone to take pix. However, I got some. Here they are, with commentary.
Only in Arizona would a saguaro cactus wear a cowboy hat and try to sell you used cars. Hello, Cactus Jack!
Typical Glendale/West Phoenix restaurant.
American flag at half mast in honor of firefighters who have died in the line of duty–a national day of remembrance sort of thing.
Glendale City Hall as seen from its parking garage. The sun was so bright that I couldn’t tell if I was actually getting any pix on my phone. The garage was dark enough inside that I could actually see my phone screen.
Glendale City Hall, the most modern building in town.
There’s a scarecrow farmer with a pumpkin head in this window, but what I got was mostly a reflection of the Glendale Public Library across the street.
Giant pretzel in German beergarden in Mexican Glendale.
Cowboy lawman on the trail of burgers and shakes.
As it is the middle of October, Halloween decorations are starting to appear everywhere. I missed getting them today, but I think I might go back with the idea of just getting the macabre decorations put out especially for the season.
If you’ve ever been to Glendale, Arizona, or . . . if you like to wander around small towns and take pix, why not leave a comment?