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Seinfeld had one thing right

I figured out why Seinfeld kept going to that diner. I never understood why in all the years of watching it and living around town—I tried it once, found out they were Greeks from an island that starts with an S whose name I can’t remember (better that way- so I don’t condemn an entire island) and allowed a regional stereotype, one-day-trip-experience to the island and the cold reception by the wait staff to dismiss the diner as a celebrity-hyped place. I love diners. And I now love this one. I like to give food places more than one chance, except if they approach health violations grotesquery. This diner knows how to make coffee, and it turns out the staff is quite nice. Their coffee is served piping-freakin-hot, and with all the fancy-pants coffee out there (which I like too), one thing people are forgetting is that when you order hot coffee it should be HOT. Not them. The reason, the waiter in a grease-stained apron told me over the counter, is the machine. It’s an old-school type, a Cecilware Fe-100 and they can regulate the temperature. You don’t need a latte if people serve your coffee hot enough. Your coffee will forget you ever poured milk into it. So cheers to a good-old cup of joe at the Seinfeld diner! Have a favorite coffee spot?

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