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Denny’s Diners   Leave a comment

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 (kenstandre@yahoo.com), 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.

Parking lot @ 35th Ave. & Bethany Home in Phoenix–this the typical Denny’s look.

Slamtastic breakfast--my favorite.

Slamtastic breakfast–my favorite.

Pancakes are what Denny's does best.

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.

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

Ad posters for Denny’s

The Face of Breakfast at Denny's.

The Face of Breakfast at Denny’s.

Denny's connection to Marilyn Monroe (real name Norma Jeane Mortenson)

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.

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Front door rock garden.

Front door rock garden.

 

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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.
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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 . . .
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Posted October 26, 2014 by atroll in Denny's restaurants, Uncategorized

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Breakfast with a Friend   Leave a comment

A lot of good things have been happening to me lately. They are coming almost faster than I can record them. Today, May 7, 2014, I met with my friend Terry Ballard. The two of us have been pals since 1967 or so–we were in high school, but not the same high school. He has lived in New York for the past 25 years, but is in town right now to attend his 50th high school re-union tonight.  When he is in town, we usually try to get together and compare lives.

Our meeting place was the Five and Diner cafe on north 16th Street. This is a colorful place with good food at reasonable prices.

Our meeting place was the Five and Diner cafe on north 16th Street. This is a colorful place with good food at reasonable prices.

 

Terry was already inside, I sneaked up on him.

Terry was already inside, I sneaked up on him.

 

I owe a lot (karmically, not financially) to this man. He is a visionary who gets good ideas and then accomplishes them.

I owe a lot (karmically, not financially) to this man. He is a visionary who gets good ideas and then accomplishes them.

 

Fandom owes a lot to Terry also. He started Phoenix science fiction fandom with the meeting of a few people in his apartment on Friday nights. LepreCon40 is happening this weekend, and LepreCon was Terry’s original vision and idea. I know because I was there when it happened. Terry also started the Phoenix Fantasy Film Society–don’t believe any other stories. Both LepreCon and PFFS happened originally because this man wanted them to happen. In addition, it was Terry who convinced me to start working for the Phoenix Public Library and who told me how to pass the test and actually get a job there. It was Terry who sent my first fan fiction off to Frank Denton and got the first Ken and Terry story published in Frank’s fanzine, Ashwing, way back in 1968. In fact, it was Terry who introduced me to the whole world of fanzines and the idea of fannish activity. He also introduced me to the Tarot, and started my lifelong fascination with that magical tool. He’s only a year older than me, but he influenced my life in so many ways it is hard to keep track of them all.

Here I am, doing what passes as a smile from me.

Here I am, doing what passes as a smile from me.

 

Our waitress tried to talk us into twice as much food as we really wanted for breakfast. She was a bit surprised when I took her picture, and insisted that she be allowed to pose for the next one. I like this shot. Look at that smile!

Our waitress tried to talk us into twice as much food as we really wanted for breakfast. She was a bit surprised when I took her picture, and insisted that she be allowed to pose for the next one. I like this shot. Look at that smile!

 

It didn't take long to get another picture of her, posing this time. Terry liked this pic of him. I left her a nice tip for the five cups of coffee she served me.

It didn’t take long to get another picture of her, posing this time. Terry liked this pic of him. I left her a nice tip for the five cups of coffee she served me.

 

Terry and I talked about memories and plans, and started a conspiracy to get me to New York for some great walking tours this summer. I’m thinking somewhere around the end of July will be a good time for me to see Long Island and all the wonders that are New York.

When breakfast was over we left the diner, and I showed him the striped rocks I found yesterday in Payson, Arizona.  He took one of them with him to be in his rock garden back east.

When breakfast was over we left the diner, and I showed him the striped rocks I found yesterday in Payson, Arizona. He took one of them with him to be in his rock garden back east.

 

Having breakfast with an old friend is a simple thing, but it is very pleasurable. Don’t you just love to see and spend time with your friends? I do.

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If you ever go out for a meal with people who have traveled thousands of miles just to see you, why not leave a comment?

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