Rosie’s Diner

Some time ago I read a story on one of the blogs I follow (HERE) entitled Rosie’s Diner.

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Coincidentally, we have a Rosie’s Diner here in Monument, Colorado. 

Now, we don’t eat out much, but I told the owner of the blog I would take some photos next time I went there . . . which was last night.

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The place had been redecorated from last time we were there (about a year ago) . . . but it was for the better, as they retained the decor and improved on it.

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The booths  are more colorful than they had been . . . 

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What’s that on the table, you ask? Why, it’s a replica of a jukebox. And when I say ‘replica’, I mean a working original tied to the sound system of the place.

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We put in our four quarters and listened to the eight songs we picked (they are queued along with selections from other booths). The music plays even if you don’t pick a song, but at the cost of 25¢ you can hear songs you used to listen on your 45 (the record player, not the gun). 

They had some new murals to complement the many signed celebrities photos, car photos, and 50s and 60s paraphernalia. 

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That’s right . . . that’s Frankie, Dino, and Sammy . . . 

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I ordered the same thing I ate the last time I was there . . . the Lumberjack Skillet. Potatoes smothered with cheese, sausage links, French Toast, two medium eggs over dry wheat toast (no butter . . . I’m watching my weight). Melisa ordered the Vegetarian Skillet, and it also comes with French Toast.

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There were no leftovers.

Before we left I asked our very nice waitress if I could take a picture of the shirt she was wearing (available for sale at the checkout), and she graciously agreed.

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What’s with the car, some might ask.

Rosie’s sponsors a local car show every year, with vintage cars competing for cash prizes. Maybe this year I’ll stop by with my camera . . . if I remember.

Some might look at the photos and think the place was empty . . . and it was when we got there, as we came early to beat the dinner rush. Most of the boots and tables were filled by the time we left. 

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Looking forward to visiting again next year. By the way, all photos taken using my Samsung Note II, processed in the Snapseed and Pixlr-Express apps. Click on any photo for a larger view (it will open in a new window or tab).

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