Classic homey restaurant, with low ceilings, wall paper, vinyl seats, colored table cloths (possibly in pink - if I recall correctly) and complete with annoying ass bell on the door. Kitsch ignored, my first time was far better than mediocre. I stopped in for lunch on a weekday and only 1 booth available (woot!). Had a standard Tuna Sandwich, yummy split pea soup with real fried croutons and a soda served without a straw (Thank God who needs those flipping things?). The real treat however, was desert and although I tend to relish in cream style pies, I summoned up my southern roots and ordered a slice of peach heaven with pecans! MMMMM. With the location being in a less than desirable part of town I probably wont be there often. But the first thing I will order next time is pie.