Ah, Egg Castle, you still make me laugh. I've been eating here since my feet couldn't touch the ground while sitting in the booths. The food is what you'd expect from a diner and I still visit there because I know I can count on the quality.
As for the patrons, well, most of the people eating at Egg Castle were already retired by the time of the Great Depression, so it wasn't such a hardship for them. I kid. But seriously, it's grandparents central. Like walking into my synagogue except there's a better turn out at the Egg Castle.
"Dear, more kawfee please."