Jackson & Clinton
Chicago, God love you, if you tear down every last remaining old-school diner but one,
please leave this one.
Included with every breakfast you get a donut hole, an orange wedge, a prune AND... the crowning touch... a mini-box of Milk Duds.
Amazing they don't give you a cigarette with that.
Go around 8:30 and you may wind up at the community table with a buncha suits.
Oh, and they use double-yolk eggs.
Because the Chicagoans don't get enough cholesterol.
And the less I know about the genetic engineering behind that, the better.
I don't want the details about the Milk Duds either, just bring 'em on.
Oh, and it's on Route 66. Even better.
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