Jun 222007

We’ve stopped for dinner in the little Pennsylvania burg of West Middlesex, and it is awash in Americana. If this is West Middlesex, then logic would dictate that if we go east we should encounter Middle Middlesex, no?

This has to be the most Republican diner I’ve ever been in: flags, red, white, and blue streamers, and even a picture of W. The gnocchi was good though.

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