I was reminiscing today about those good old-fashioned diners — the kind with chrome accents, checkered floors, and waitresses who call you “Hon.” That walk down memory lane led me to pull out my book, Classic Diners of Connecticut, and flip through the pages to see which of those cherished greasy spoons are still serving up hash, home fries, and hot coffee. Continue reading Diners, Diner Lingo, and a Hot Cup of Nostalgia →