"This cash-only diner in Fishtown looks like it was decorated with a haul from a 1970s garage sale—meaning kitschy floral tiling and metallic fish. And the menu is just as old school. It’s full of comfort dishes like blueberry pancakes that are worth splitting—regardless of whatever else you get. On weekends, it’s the first stop for hungover friends who are told to “sit wherever you want” as soon as they walk in. And while it’s the buttery biscuits and gravy, berry french toast, and scrapple that bring them back to life, the staff instinctively knowing that hazy mornings call for a round of Gatorade also helps." - Candis R. McLean
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