JULY 31, 2016
WHAT’S FOR LUNCH? I hear this question quite a bit. I pretty much heard it every day from “my sixteen year old girlfriend” in San Diego, Marymay, who hung out at our place a lot when we had our little ranch in the back country. I fed her well and in exchange she’d direct me in a daily workout playing tennis in front of the Wii. Now I hear “What’s for lunch?” on the road, even from RV travelers whom we’ve just known for a short time. “We’ll help you in the kitchen and we’ll do all the clean-up, but will you fix lunch for all of us?” “Okay, I can do that.” But understand that I’ll prepare lunch, not fix it. And even though I know you mean well, please stay out of my way while I’m working in the kitchen. Better yet, why don’t you go outside and clean the Weber grill…get it ready for this evening. Because I’m pretty sure you’re going to want some of that wild caught Atlantic salmon in a few hours when your appetite alarm sounds again. And cleaning the grill, not that is something you can do.
WHAT ABOUT WAYNE’S FAMILY DINER? Or better yet, since as much as I enjoy cooking it is a lot of work and even I enjoy having someone else prepare lunch for me every once in a while. And what better place than Wayne’s. Wayne’s has an atmosphere of the 50’s with pictures, tables & booths of the period, music and lots of 50’s items to peruse. You get a friendly greeting and escort to your table. The ladies are experienced and pay attention to your needs. Here’s the review I posted on Trip Advisor after our second or third meal with Wayne, who’s owned and operated the diner for the last 12 years: “Wayne has greeted us at the door each time we’ve visited his diner. The food is consistently good, the servers are attentive and friendly and, well…it’s just good food and good people!”
MY “EATERIES” PAGE ON THE BLOG. You’ve probably noticed the “Eateries” tab on the top bar of my blog. If you click on that, it’ll take you to a group of posts I’ve published over the years we’ve been traveling on our Adventure. My standards for inclusion into this exclusive group of places we’ve discovered have become more stringent with the passage of time. Wayne’s Diner easily passes under the microscope of my higher standards.
NOW YOU’VE BEEN TO OUR FAVORITE DINER IN PENSACOLA. I’ll let you know when we’re going back again…probably for lunch on Sunday. If you like liver and onions you might want to try it here. I wouldn’t touch that meal with a ten foot pole but lots of people consider it a special treat. I’ve got to admit, it looks pretty good as it passes by in one of the server’s hands headed for another table.
I’VE ALREADY ASKED YOU ONCE. One final thing. It’s this: I’ve already asked you guys to humor me…send me some comments at the end of my posts. Say anything in you comment, I don’t care. But please say something. I’m insecure enough as it is, and if you keep ignoring me and my need for comments I’ll probably need to get talk therapy from some psychologist. I really don’t want to go to that trouble. So I’ve given you a couple of examples, below. If it’s easier for you, cut and past my words into future comments. That way your picture and your name will appear next to the comment, rather than my picture and Mike Huckabee’s name. Get it? Good. I don’t want to have to go over this with you again!
We found this place about six months ago and it was just as you describe it. Wonderful!
The fried chicken is some of the best I’ve had anywhere in the South. It’s served piping hot with your choice of two sides and a cornbread muffin. Our server suggested it and I’m glad I followed her advice.
Definitely on my list when hit the road fulltime.
I don’t think Wayne is going away any time soon!
Dear Greg, Iam Russian, wanting to eat good food. I want you and wife to come to Mother Country and cook and preach. AMEN
SIncerely, Natasha
Dear Natasha: Thank you for visiting my website. I read your comment with keen interest. I am seriously thinking about how soon I can reach you. You sound to be in dire straits. And I’m well aware that the grocery store shelves in your Mother Country are as “bare as a baby’s bottom.” (That slang expression may not translate very well using your English-to- Russian pocket dictionary. Don’t worry, I’ll explain when I get there.) Rest assured I’m all over this. Cooking and preaching are high priorities. I’ve got my in-house travel specialist Therese Weber working on the flight, limousine and hotel arrangements as we speak. She’s one of “my people.” I’ve got lots of “people.” Natasha, do you have any “people?” Naw, I didn’t think so. Oh, here comes Therese right now. Looks like she’s got my overnight bag, the keys to the corporate jet and my printed itinerary. Gotta run or I’ll be late.
I wondered when you would discover Wayne’s. Been my go to place for years.
Well, we discovered it all right! I was going to wonder out loud why you hadn’t taken us there but it dawned on me: There’s no way you could possibly take us to all the good little spots in this town. We’ve bee to a lot though, haven’t we? I’d guess that since I was able to get out and about, we’ve probably had breakfast, lunch and dinner in at least 50 different local restaurants. That’s dining at a pretty good clip, buddy. See you soon.
Just got around to checking all these posts. Now that my fingers work typing I can write. This is a place we’d like to check out next year when we come out – if that’s what we decide to do. Looks yummy. And I’m in love with Wayne. LOL