Park City Diner (post Heart Walk Refuel) 9/17/16

So, after our adventures in Heart Walking, we decided refueling was in order. Off we went to Park City Diner, 884 Plaza Blvd, Lancaster PA (near the Mall for the locals). We've eaten there before, so we knew a decent meal was in our near future. More energy to go grocery shopping.

Let me start by saying the inside could be any diner in the country. A shiny silver display case for sweet treats in the front by the register, a counter area and some booths to the right, tables and booths to the left. At 09:50 on  a Saturday morning it is bustling. Loud, crowded, and yet it feels right as can be. It has that diner vibe.

(Himself speaking:  I LOVE diners.  They seem to drop all pretense of fancy, and just lay out good food with no fuss.  Shiny stainless, vinyl covered bench seats at booths, lots of good coffee, and specials meant to be EATEN.  A good diner not only hits the spot for breakfast, but invites you back in the wee hours for that after-party meal with friends, where you discuss your evenings poor choices over regular coffee with a turkey and bacon club sammich). 

We sat and waited for a friend to join us, and the server was gracious with the coffee and ice tea refills. Honestly the wait was a bit of a boon, as it gave us time to peruse the menu. At Park City they have a huge breakfast menu, with tons of Benedict types, omelets, sandwiches, pancakes, french toasts, and specials. It's almost too many choices. Check that, reverse, it IS too many choices. A solid 20 minutes with the menu is necessary.

JUST the specials.....

No... seriously.  When you decide what you are having, only to totally change it after reading yet another part of the menu, and THEN DO IT AGAIN..... there may be too many choices.

Having been there before, I was hoping to see the cannoli pancakes on the menu. Sadly they were not the special this day. After much hemming, hawing, and admiring other diners' food, I chose the Breakfast Skins. Described as potato skins with scrambled eggs, and a blend of Monterrey jack and cheddar cheese. Served with salsa and sour cream, and a choice of meats. I also ordered a single piece of challa bread french toast, with strawberries and cream.

 

The Challa was at least 1" thick, and filled the plate

To feed Himself, I chose me some country fried steak, with sausage gravy, over easy eggs, tater tots, and rye toast.   Sadly, I didn't bring a few friends to help me eat it, as Park City gets a bit CRAZY with portions.  The country fried steak arrived on a 'Platter' of it's own.  On another plate, THREE perfect over easy eggs, a double handful of crispy tater tots, and a couple slightly intimidated slices of rye toast.

Herself and I immediately asked for boxes, and put away at least half of each of our meals.  NO WAY we were going to finish that much food in one sitting!

Our friend,  who is both dieting and obviously has much more sense than us, ordered an egg-white omelette with veggie internals.  The cheese came by accident, but she ate it anyway because she's a trooper.