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I’ve been coming to this Culver City diner for over 30 years (geez, when I put it that way, it makes me sound so old…) and it never disappoints and always fills me up. Pastrami with swiss and mayo with a side of onion rings dipped in ketchup and mustard, listening to Dean sing “That’s Amore.” Ummm. I usually only eat half there and the other half the next day and it’s GOOD the next day, if not, better. They’re open late, the cops love this place, and you’ll see generations of families noshing here. |
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