Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Demise of the Tunnel Diner**



I first ate here somewhere around 1948. My grandfather was a retired railroad cop; he was working a job as a night watchman on the Hoboken docks, and this was his favorite stop for breakfast after work.
   Here's where I learned about basted eggs, Adam and Eve on a raft (poached eggs on toast) and why a good short-order cook was more valuable to society than an investment banker.
   In the six-degrees-of-separation game, the Tunnel Diner connects me to John Cusack, who made a movie here, and 90 percent of the Jersey City police.
   On the ride home, I learned more about the Pulaski Skyway than just about anyone. Chief engineer on the construction? Enoch Needles! (Doesn't everyone know that?)
   It's closed, and the property's for sale. I hold out faint hope for its revival; my guess is a Taco Bell.

R.I.P.

**Previously published, 5/1/08
Still a visible scar on the drive home.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Plus �a change, plus c'est la m�me chose

Found this in WikiHow:

=== How to make your own insoles from cardboard  ===

#  Remove the old insole from your shoe. Shake off any dirt or surface grime.
#  Place the old insole over cardboard. The cardboard needs to be thick and preferably have a "cushioned" feel to it - old cartons are good.
#  Trace the insole shape with a pencil. Once you have the shape right, you can go over the outline with a marker to make it easier to see.
#  Cut out the insole design. Use scissors that are sharp enough to cut cardboard easily.
#  Repeat. Make two insoles for each shoe. This will allow you to air out one insole.

Hey!  I was doing this by myself when I was NINE! Suspicions confirmed: Folks today just aren't self-reliant!