“Excuse me sir, are we seated in the drunk section?” we asked our Double T server last night.
“No, no,” he assured us. “It’s a drunk restaurant.”
And so it was at our 3am Double T diner breakfast, people hanging out of their booths and dancing with the wait staff. I guess it’s to be expected at that hour. But it was worth the price – there’s nothing quite like a Belgian waffle topped with strawberries, syrup and whipped cream to finish off the evening.