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What is your favorite greasy spoon?
Submitted by S@ngarang.

Home to me is Fleetwood Diner, of Ann Arbor. Common, hippie hash? what's not to love? And chili cheese fries comprised of hormel chili with slices (aw baby, slices) of american cheese on top? That's the good stuff. It's also in a frickin' trailer, people. And if you puke on the sidewalk outside, it all flows downhill. How do I know this? Not from personal experience. No, certainly. Definately not. Didn't happen. That one time.

Of course, being a A2 diner conneseur, I would also have to put a shout out to the Baker St. Truck stop in Dexter, although it's hke. They've recently readded the Paul Bunyan breakfast of Death (everything you could want to eat all at the same time. EVERYTHING.) back on to their menu, so I don't have to be hating anymore. I was very excited about that at Christmas.

And also delicious, but sadly not 24 hours (a most important quality to a grease spoon, in my view) is the Uptown Coney Island. All the greek owned coney island diners in Michigan are pretty solid, but that's the one that's got my vote. Chili cheese omlette, people. And a feta, gyro meat, egg, peppers, hashbrown skillet mash up which is simply devine.

In pittsburgh, there's Pamela's, which is delicious, and would be the all around winner if it would ever be open when I want it to be. Or if you could get a table, ever, at any of the 5 restraunts, on a weekend morning. But they have those cheesy potatoes which are Oh! so good, and J. likes the crepes-like pancakes. Did I mention the cheesy potatoes? Yes. They are that good.

I also like Seven Cees on Liberty. It's one of those Bloomfield things. The owner is mean and wretched, and the food is exactly what you'd expect. It's Very Pittsburgh. If you're into that sort of thing. It's kind of an aquired taste. Unfortunately, it's also limited hours wise, so my only real 24 recommendation is Tom's Diner. Because, dude, man, you can get a side plate of gyro meat. And that's pretty cool.

My favorite place of anywhere right now, however, is the Florida Avenue Grill in DC. Now there's real food. If you only have one heart attack while you're there, you clearly didn't eat enough. Grits, y'all, grits. Allready yellow with butter, and then as they're being brought to the table, another SOUP LADLE of melted buter added over the top. A full plate of ham.

It's a good thing this place is several hours away from me. I would be there right now, otherwise. I'd be there All The Time. Biscuits and gravy. Mmmm.... delicious gravy. And grits. Can't forget about the grits.

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Meanwhile? What diner to I go to now? Please, can someone tell me where they put the real american grease soul food 24 hours with skeezy wait staff in NYC? This is supposed to be the city of find anything. I find things that offer to put cottage cheese on my salad if I want to rebel, and whose breakfast offerings are so weak they make me cry. Y'all make me cry. Where's my hippy hash? Where's my grits? Sometimes it's just not fair.