tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post7736993235008147383..comments2024-03-28T18:25:14.205-04:00Comments on The Adventures of Travel Penguin: Diners Travelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07787024407420088973noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-59974067725137762702018-09-14T07:02:46.563-04:002018-09-14T07:02:46.563-04:00a treat was going to twaddell's diner in paoli...a treat was going to twaddell's diner in paoli with my parental units and stupid sister. we behaved OR ELSE. the diner was bigger than the pix above. I learned to like fried scallops there. still like them. where the diner was is now a chevy dealership.anne marie in phillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11765140782182605141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-82284322608431187912018-09-14T04:24:27.944-04:002018-09-14T04:24:27.944-04:00The first time I was ever in a diner like the one ...The first time I was ever in a diner like the one pictured was when I was 3. My mother's friend took care of us for a few hours and took us to a diner for lunch. Without asking she ordered franks and beans for me. If I didn't already hate franks and beans, that day made sure of it... for life. I'll avoid that particular Memory Lane.Moving with Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12954028272162285597noreply@blogger.com