There I was, ‘heads down’ driving from Glacier National Park in Montana thru Morrill Nebraska to points east. In a blink I drove right past this flashy, luminescent, silvery, art-deco looking diner straight out of Americana.

Now, the landscape and scenery had been pretty flat and routine for what seemed a long time along that route, so the diner really jumped out at me.

Of course I had to turn around and go back to take a few photographs.

Thoughts of the waitress serving me a piece of hot, home made apple pie ran through my mind. With a slice of cheese on it, and a scoop or 2 of vanilla ice cream, I was big time waxing nostalgic for the good old days. But, being in make-time travel mode, I thought my thoughts, shot my shots, and jumped right back on the road again.

Yeah, all right, it did take a little bit of the romanticism out of it when I later googled Penny’s Diner and found out that it is a commercial franchise chain and not a small entrepreneurial throwback.

But hey! I wish now that I HAD gone in for that piece of apple pie….